Wanderer

I journey through this frozen land on my own There's no shelter anywhere down the road When this mystic wanderer comes around And the dying hope in my heart starts to grow The dying hope in my heart starts to grow Starts to grow This vagrant offers help when there was none To this outlawed murderer on the run Through the snowy mountains we roam My journey towards freedom has now begun On the run All alone Hope is gone Wanderer A blizzard hit with blinding force The wind cut through the bone And amidst the blur of snow I found myself alone Freezing winds brought me down I laid myself to rest In the deep, chilling cold I knew I'd freeze to death Left alone I had no choice But to accept my fate When the wanderer returned Then I knew my life was saved On the run All alone Hopes returned Wanderer On the run Not alone The road goes on Wanderer I am haunted by dreams of blood Visions of death and gore It is the future that I see And if this is truly my fate Then so be it --- Wanderer - Amon Amarth