Lyrics:
To the valley below
Your daddy, he's an outlaw
cnd a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick an' choose
cnd how to throw the blade
He oversees his kingdom
on?
Try to escape this
Zombie land
Ah ohh
ohh
Free floating consciousness
Bound by nothingness
I want to melt
Into the grand design
Abandon my vessel
gate is finally opened
Wanderer at the entrance to the great temple
Gateway to the upper abyss
Threshold to inner underworlds
Darkest mysteries
the fog the dance of shadows
The Flight of eternal watcher in the darkness
You see the ruins of the lost
That are bound by rings of frost
But you
Losses never got
The best of me
As long as
I believe in me
My brothers here
By side
Till the day we
Fly
He gonna make
It rain tonight
He is shining
I am the wanderer, I am the lie
I bring famine, and I kill all life
I sweep across the land
I walk the dead earth
The children shall Endure
I am
I was a stranger in my home
I broke through the concrete and the stone
And I took the road less traveled
'Cause not all wanderers get lost
And I
cry.
(spoken)
I wanted to be changed by the road.
I so wanted to change the road.
But somehow we both resisted change.
Somehow we were both too strong.
for I go,
To the valley below.
Your daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade.
He'll teach you how to pick an choose
And how to throw the blade.
You're the match that lit the fire
That burned down the place that I called home
Now I'm a wanderer with no home to run to
Nothing I call mine
If you
by the time you read this
we will be gone
and not to be seen soon
only if it was as easy
bent kness
for some
wet eyes
to deface the
broken
pact
Great star of the north
Uphold the iron sky
Hammered by the primordial god
Skyforger so powerful
Even the strongest steel obeys
Guide the wanderers
of Men and Insects
Who Hath Trod Upon the Imperishable Stars
Whilst my Sleeping Form Lay Helpless yet Unmolested
Protected By Faithful Slaves and Inhuman
we were broken
Words passed by, yet unspoken
Life is a tragic masquerade
A bitter serenade, a feeble parade
Life is the funeral of dreams
There is no
I keep wandering through the storm
Burdened by the oaths I've sworn
I assure you it's a tragic life form
I'm a wanderer in the dark
Here's no light,
Was prostrate on the earth
For God
You, wanderer from the world
Longed to be an exile
For the love of Christ
O summit of the cloistered mind
You
you
Been waiting for you
I’m just a wanderer
On a road of my own
They say the fishing’s best where the fewest go
That’s where I met you and that’s
Litany of the Northern Lights
Once there was a peculiar man
Who was destined to be a lonely wanderer.
Northern son, a boat-builder he was:
Strong
Whenever she's awake
She climbs a hill,
And crosses a dark trail
And there she finds the fox
In a wooded glade.
She lies by a rock and she's
and round my Black Eagle
Down to the light of the beginning and the end which shimmers
Let our senses be touched by ultimate pleasure
May the passion
Bare feet tickled by the powdery sand
Pressing footprints along the shore
A vain attempt to leave a testament
That I walked this path before
Will you
God to thee
Nearer to thee
Though like the wanderer
The sun gone down
Darkness be over me
My rest a stone
Yet in my dreams I'd be
Nearer my
What A Woman. What A Night.
Written by Darron Moore
Darron Moore and the 14th Floor /From the Album: Love?s Fight
Chorus:
What a woman. What
Bloodline few will see this through till the end
Cower some hide in fear,controlled by ignorance
Eyes closed the cruelest site for those to see
Sting your
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