Wanderer

In time bleeding wounds will heal

Unlike some which are too deep to see

Like scars in a nomad's soul

Their mending is so slow

Not the shout of a hundred enemies

Can make me feel fear inside me

But when sun sets and the cold arrives

With crushing solitude in the darkness of night

He will ride across land and time

To find a way through this endless night

There's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul

But the wanderer's part is to ride alone

With bare hands he has taken many lives

He's had a hundred women by his side

From tending woods through the freezing north

He's known on every sea and far beyond

As the moon grows and the circle is complete

He lies down and waits for sleep

But there's always a scenery in his mind

Of all the beauty he once left behind

He will ride across land and time

To find a way through this endless night

There's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul

But the wanderer's part is to ride alone