
Date of issue: 05.01.2017
Song language: English
Overseer |
I will show you my home, my final destination |
This is the place that I roam, and show my dedication |
These are the stories of the serpent and the oak, the telling of the currents |
and the doom brought by the smoke |
Your eyes gouged, unable to witness my forest’s beauty |
Incapable of appreciation, regardless |
A closed mind allows for only quite a shallow existence in a self-made |
smothering realm |
The trees above my head provide shade, this is the life I have made |
Be not afraid |
For I am, Overseer |
With a grip devastating, holding close what is mine, my prints remain where the |
sun shines |
Day after day, time after time, the little things in life are what remind me |
why I refuse to die |
Leaving scars on the ground, the wounds on the earth’s skin mark my home |