All is shrouded in mystery
A word pierces the silence, calling me to come away
A cold burn, a hollow aching
A search for phantom shades in empty places
Is this a hopeless aspiration
or am I coming to the dawn?
I will not rest until my eyes behold what calls beyond
What follows me to every world
The bitter wind, the laboured paces
The yearning for an unknown destination
Is this a hopeless aspiration
or am I coming to the dawn?
I will not rest until my eyes behold what calls beyond
What follows me to every world
Long ago I heard the voice that brought me here
Ever since, I strain to recall
All is shrouded in mystery
A word pierces the silence, calling me to come away
I will not rest until my eyes behold what calls beyond
What follows me to every world
Long ago I heard the voice that brought me here
Ever since, I strain to recall
All is shrouded in mystery
A word pierces the silence, calling me to come away
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