Driven into exile
To only find scorched earth
Made to wander onward
Sealed from any true mirth
Days pass by unnoticed
In search of the gate's key
Like autumn leaves that fall
Zephyr will direct me
The wealth of souls around me
Won't reach my desolation
Black robes will obscure my woes
A spell made of eight letters
Devoid of any essence
Won't be cast until I go
Long gone all the memories
Of comfort and happiness
I have become the hermit
After one last caress
So onward I wander
Oh mountains be my guide
In the haze of dawn and
In every starry night
The wealth of souls around me
Won't reach my desolation
Black robes will obscure my woes
A spell made of eight letters
Devoid of any essence
Won't be cast until I go
Towards the rising sun
As cold as blackened steel
Morning star up on high
Shine your light through me
With staff and cloak I roam
Through lands that seem forlorn
Traverse the skyward door
So new days might be born
The wealth of souls around me
Won't reach my desolation
Black robes will obscure my woes
A spell made of eight letters
Devoid of any essence
Won't be cast until I go
Won't be cast until I go
Won't be cast until I go
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Driven into exile
To only find scorched earth
Made to wander onward
Sealed from any true mirth
Days pass by unnoticed
In search of the gate's key
Like autumn leaves that fall
Zephyr will direct me
The wealth of souls around me
Won't reach my desolation
Black robes will obscure my woes
A spell made of eight letters
Devoid of any essence
Won't be cast until I go
Long gone all the memories
Of comfort and happiness
I have become the hermit
After one last caress
So onward I wander
Oh mountains be my guide
In the haze of dawn and
In every starry night
The wealth of souls around me
Won't reach my desolation
Black robes will obscure my woes
A spell made of eight letters
Devoid of any essence
Won't be cast until I go
Towards the rising sun
As cold as blackened steel
Morning star up on high
Shine your light through me
With staff and cloak I roam
Through lands that seem forlorn
Traverse the skyward door
So new days might be born
The wealth of souls around me
Won't reach my desolation
Black robes will obscure my woes
A spell made of eight letters
Devoid of any essence
Won't be cast until I go
Won't be cast until I go
Won't be cast until I go
To only find scorched earth
Made to wander onward
Sealed from any true mirth
Days pass by unnoticed
In search of the gate's key
Like autumn leaves that fall
Zephyr will direct me
The wealth of souls around me
Won't reach my desolation
Black robes will obscure my woes
A spell made of eight letters
Devoid of any essence
Won't be cast until I go
Long gone all the memories
Of comfort and happiness
I have become the hermit
After one last caress
So onward I wander
Oh mountains be my guide
In the haze of dawn and
In every starry night
The wealth of souls around me
Won't reach my desolation
Black robes will obscure my woes
A spell made of eight letters
Devoid of any essence
Won't be cast until I go
Towards the rising sun
As cold as blackened steel
Morning star up on high
Shine your light through me
With staff and cloak I roam
Through lands that seem forlorn
Traverse the skyward door
So new days might be born
The wealth of souls around me
Won't reach my desolation
Black robes will obscure my woes
A spell made of eight letters
Devoid of any essence
Won't be cast until I go
Won't be cast until I go
Won't be cast until I go
Writer: Pascal Dieterich
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid