Mountain Pass

Im cynical about it all

I will distance my self

I give to be hurt again

I will release myself

He is but a child

A begging corpse

Take me home i demand

Cold fingers waste the calm

Choking on a clock

Walls on both sides

Crushed in waste

I walk down

I walk down the mountain pass

Into the forest

Into the fire

I walk between the eyes of the mountain

Into the ocean

Into the end

I walk past the hands of the river

Into the grip

Into the wall

I walk towards the black

Into the hole

Into the god

Hear my voices

The tears of the sun

Burning all who dare to look upon

I've learned all i can

Nothing more to gain

From this old mans drivle

I can cast my own spells

Sitting alone need nothing more

As I walk thorugh the mountain pass

Feel self obliteration fall over me

A lost child remade anew

And I now knowest what I must do

Now I must leave this place

And walk west then north

To the accursed land of war

Into enemy soil and blood of brothers

While others cried in agony

From nightmares from lowlands

I saw visions of a chair

A child sits upon bleeding from the knees

I shallt meet thou and end you

For your pain must be too great to bear

But forgive me, for I can not do it alone

Thus I depart, in search of sword and sheild

Soon my brother prepare for arrival

Gather up your powers

For I will return as king

And cast you to sleep

As a child

Schooled in the arts

My mind wandered

To further paths

Breathe of sigh

In wellings keep

Something beyond knowledge

Begins forth to seep

There must be more to this

In what I seek

Is there no answer

For those who dream and weep

So I left my home

Set off alone

With no path intoned

and only fate to keep

And thusly begins the journey

To far an different lands

But you've sown the seeds to late

And all will burn in the sands

You shall travel far

Across plains of war

Through the northern scar

And past peasants poor

You shall walk through the marsh

And into the greap keep

And south through stranger lands too

For what you seek

You will find her alone

Amongst people of greed

And cursed devices unseen

To plant a final seed

Im cynical about it all

I will distance my self

I give to be hurt again

I will release myself

He is but a child

A begging corpse

Take me home i demand

Cold fingers waste the calm

Choking on a clock

Walls on both sides

Crushed in waste

I walk down

I walk down the mountain pass

Into the forest

Into the fire

I walk between the eyes of the mountain

Into the ocean

Into the end

I walk past the hands of the river

Into the grip

Into the wall

I walk towards the black

Into the hole

Into the god