The way back home was dark and unknown. She walked it alone… In search of who she was. For many years she lived with the earth… And like the things in the dirt, She hid herself from the light, because…
She didn't want to heed the call… Coming from beyond her walls…
An innocent child when the nightmare began… Of ambulant skulls carving paths in the land. With the memories of her past locked away… She quietly carried a legacy, until one day…
She heard it far beyond her walls… A melody that she could recall…
Wanderer, your story burned slowly. But you aren't the only one. Warrior, azure is the memory. Endlessly searching to find your way back home.
With crown of bone and cape burning red… And goodbyes left unsaid, she left it all behind. The friendships made decayed, one-by-one… And as she presumed, they plagued her restless mind, but in time...
She was searching for the call… Now she's following the call!
Wanderer, your story burned slowly. But you aren't the only one. Warrior, azure is the memory. They never stopped calling to guide your way back home.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
