Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Journey Through the Fog, artist - Shylmagoghnar. Album song Transience, in the genre Date of issue: 28.06.2018
Record label: Napalm Records Handels
Song language: English
Journey Through the Fog |
| Gone is the flame |
| Smoldering the ashes |
| A flickering fades into my eyes |
| Pursued by the howling of life |
| The shadows cast by fading pyre |
| At the hour of twilight stand guard |
| For creatures lurk in deepest dark |
| Waiting for the light to grow sparse |
| Their hopelessness, the endless mist |
| As long as I breathe they are mine |
| So I beg of the wind for a whisper to my fallen kin |
| But their shadows on the trees are nothing but a fantasy |
| So distant the calling of forgotten dreams |
| How they yearn and beg for release |
| I stand idle as they all are crushed by the turning of destiny’s wheel |
| A nomad of the wasteland journeys through the fog |
| Where my feet have trodden, deepest are the bogs |
| Where the wind is howling its song I wade through the snow |
| A journey of the heart, no path can take me where I go |
| I am a withered wanderer, wayward are my goals |
| Lost in ancient forests, crystallised by souls |
| Was my burden once an honour, it’s reduced to plight |
| In this fortress of the mind I have been haunting all my life |
| Beyond the great golden divide |
| A cadence frail so warmly strikes |
| For whom it fades the soul divides |
| Forever gone to where the daylight died |
| Fixed on the horizon ever is my gaze |
| Bitterly I stride on, blinded by the haze |
| Is it dawn or will the dusk fall, I’ll never know |
| For the darkness that surrounds me is reminiscent of my own |
| The mist envelops ruins, (their) purpose lost in time |
| Statues in seclusion, empty are their eyes |
| How I long to find a reason this world to endure |
| But all I see are corpses of those who were lost — |
| Before… |
| The cadence frail now slowly fades |
| A formless pale steps from the shade |
| And whispers to my mind: |
| «The time has come to leave your shape behind» |
| Oh flame of life, mother regret |
| Have mercy on this fallen wretch |
| Grant me the strength to travel on |
| And reach the hall to where the raven guides |
| My body’s too cold to move on, in one final act of defiance |
| My feet stand steadfast in the snow but the frostbite takes its final toll |
| I heave my hands towards the sky and sound my final forlorn cry |
| I plead and beg the sky for mercy |
| As my heart is freezing slowly, I embrace the storm |
| And as I die I see the veil lifted by the sun |