Please hear my words that they may not die with me
Please hear my prayers when I ask this to end quickly
Please save my inscription from the mouth of the deep
Please let it give hope to the weak
Leave this coast for brighter days my son
Goodbye, I hope that fate smiles on you
Farewell my son, may you find the truth
With any luck you can leave this waste behind you
May this parting be the last you see of our Lost City
An antique land, a cursed land that I cannot leave
An antique land, a cursed land, I cannot leave, let it be
I’ve been searching my mind in every corner
I know there’s no way out
They told me
I looked into the face of my enemy, the eye of the storm
Restless, always restless, looking over my shoulder at things that have never been
Drifting into the waves of the dark and burning sea
The sky meets the earth and devours all my grief
Drifting away
Drifting away
Farewell my son, may you find the truth
With any luck you can leave this waste behind you
May this parting be the last you see of our Lost City
Drifting into the waves of the dark and burning sea
The sky meets the earth and devours all my grief
Drifting away
It’s written, it’s written
In the cracks of the earth
Drifting away
Stop wishing, stop wishing
That these days pass you by
Farewell my son, may you find the truth
With any luck you can leave this waste behind you
May this parting be the last you see of our Lost City
I can see it written in the cracks of the earth
The end of my life, end of my life
So don’t lie awake wishing for better days
They won’t come your way, they won’t ease the pain
This is your life
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