The city of Aes descended from the Sky Ages and ages I have wandered Looking through every library and every chasm in search For the lost book of the eternal age
I seek my own immortality For I cannot live to wander more Who am I to grasp at such wisdom
Through the caves in the west And the forgotten towns in the deserts The highest peaks Soaring The lowest depths Howling
The deepest of waters The haunting silence of time Have I become the oneironaut Dancing past the waters of Mournfell Or diving underneath the waves of R'lyeh
I seek my own demise I follow my own path to self-destruction
I am the keeper of the esoteric The lonely cultist and his dusted grimoire Of forgotten wisdom I have become a lost soul howling in the bleak vistae of space Wandering through empty fields of knowledge Searching endlessly through ink laden cacophany
Who am I to follow the cult of the hedon If I am the only thing that is to be certain Who am I to follow the will of the masses Lest I tread my own path through the wood And rest at my home near the sea
Alas, I am only so far away And there are many miles before I sleepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
