[ Featuring The Seas ]
The place of self reflection
Feeding my imagination
Escaping neglection
Fearing that the worst is yet to come
A jungle for my thoughts
Despite what i've been taught
I still feel alone
Footprints of my father guide me on
The ground trembles beneath my feet
Terror in the distance
Mother nature runs away
Monasteries left to decay
I'm the wanderer
Lost in the forest
Can you hear me calling?
I've run to the creek
The hills of the weak
Hiding from battle
Admitting defeat
As I watch the woodland burn
I hear the weeps of a kingdom
Wiped from the face of the earth
All the truths I'm told to concede.
Here's where I process what to believe.
All of the lies
Held deep down inside
Drowning my will to survive
The place of self reflection
Feeding my imagination
Escaping neglection
Fearing that the worst is yet to come
A jungle for my thoughts
Despite what i've been taught
I still feel alone
Footprints of my father guide me on
I'm the wanderer
Lost in the forest
Can you hear me calling?
