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• Artiste: Deathmarch
• Titre: The Wretched Wanderer
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Boundless forests dying skies above this empty world I fly Through endless peaks and frozen skies Above this empty world I fly. Over snow topped forests gleaming white As the sun gives off its dying light. Upon my steed of rotten scales I bear my rusted plate of mail. And through my visor frozen tight My eyes emit infernal light. For I am the wanderer, legend untold. Cursed to wander since the days of old. Though the age of the living has gone and passed My soul condemned shall ever last Where seas did churn once all is still Where the sun did heat once all is chilled The lands are frozen with my hate Emotions dark that can't abate My brethren rumbles as it draws its breath So much alike the time of its death. His maw doth gape in eternal hate for with me does he bear my fate. For I am the wanderer, legend untold. Cursed to wander since the days of old. Though the age of the living has gone and passed My soul condemned shall ever last He spreads his wings, we fly away And so ends another torturous day. And though the day is but a blight I find no solace in the darkness of night. For time has passed and will again and ever will until the end. And so until this world doth die Above this empty world I fly.