Darklands - Icarus Witch

A foreboding sign, as time turned a page

In a land condemned to night

The few men that remain, took to the plains

In an eternal battle for light…

No sun to brighten the way, nothing to divide the night from the day

No moon to sustain the tide, as if the planet itself has died

Yet the warriors still search on and on

Fire, to hold the flame, is a power they have yet to tame

Their need to survive, leads their way as they ride

And the warriors still search on and on

Farther across the Darklands, the Darklands

Men of will, surely damned, on a tireless quest across the sand

On the edge of a molten sea, is where the sacred fire is said to be

And the warriors still search on and on

Farther across the Darklands, the Darklands

The years gone by, in the blink of an eye

For generations they’ve been looking for a sign

…And the warriors still search on and on

Farther across the Darklands, the Darklands…