[ Featuring Prophet of End Times ]
I've long heard tales
Over hill and yonder dale
O the ragged bands
When the wild song wails
Such freedom calls me from my hearth
Regret let go my humble heart
And see me to the places
These wild songs are
So I may sing
That I may dance
And leave behind these old regrets
With only one that I have left
It yet remains and must be spoken
I should have done this long ago
