The Wanderer

Song of the sirens brings me no joy Caress of a maiden leaves me hollow And the night slowly turns towards the daybreak This crown on my forehead feels like a burden These golden pendants now weigh down my neck And the wine in my mouth will taste like ashes And still I roam With broken knees I wander And still I roam On and on, 'til the end of days I sold my poor soul to unfold the secrets I lost my poor soul to possess the riches And still I craved for more and more to satisfy my hunger I'm doomed to wander the earth Cursed to roam these lands Until the heavens die 'Til the seven seas will boil I'm doomed to wander the earth Cursed to roam these lands Until the sun has waned 'Til I find my wretched soul Everyone I've ever loved is long since gone Cruel are the years that pass on this forlorn road I hear the pale rider scoffing at my throes For death will never touch me No redemption 'til I find my blackened soul (Death won't take me) (Death won't take me) For death will never touch me For death will never touch me (Death won't take me) For death will never touch me For death will never touch me (Death won't take me) (Death won't take me) Until I find my poor soul Until I find my poor soul (Death won't take me) Until I find my poor soul Until I find my poor soul (Death won't take me) (Until I find my poor soul) (Until I find my poor soul) Death won't take me (Until I find my poor soul) Death won't take me