Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Barren Land, artist - Thunderstone. Album song Apocalypse Again, in the genre Эпический метал
Date of issue: 31.03.2016
Record label: AFM, Soulfood Music Distribution
Song language: English
Barren Land |
Walking through the barren land |
Never-ending sea of sand |
Million miles away from home, future unknown |
Dying sun before the dawn |
Its tears of hope keep falling strong |
Northern star, oh so far like a beacon in the sky |
The voices from the other side |
Calling me for the final ride |
Is this a curse from down below? |
My punishment will only grow |
Who decides if I live or if I fade away? |
The voices from the other side |
Calling me for the final ride |
I have always wandered on my own |
Searching in vain for some way to atone |
This will be the journey of my life |
I will survive, although I’m torn |
I’ll carry on until I find where I belong |
Morning rays cut through the dream |
Welcome to reality |
Another pitch black night behind, I feel alive again |
The taste of blood is on my lips |
The burning sun tears me to strips |
I have to leave, I still believe that I’ll find my way home |
The voices from the other side |
Calling me for the final ride |
I have always wandered on my own |
Searching in vain for some way to atone |
This will be the journey of my life |
I will survive, although I’m torn |
I’ll carry on until I find where I belong |
Where I belong, where I belong |
«If our impulses were confined to hunger, thirst, and desire |
We might be nearly free; |
But now we are moved by every wind that blows |
And a chance word or scene that that word may convey to us… |
Thus strangely are souls constructed, |
And by slight ligaments are we bound to prosperity and ruin… |
I ought to be thy Adam, but I am rather the fallen angel…» |
I have always wandered on my own |
Searching in vain for some way to atone |
This will be the journey of my life |
I will survive, although I’m torn |
I’ll carry on until I find where I belong |
On my own |
Searching in vain for some way to atone |
This will be the journey of my life |
I will survive, although I’m torn |
I’ll carry on until I find where I belong |
Where I belong, where I belong |