Wanderer - Shade Empire

I want to turn every stone

And to scour every rootstock

For the number of possibilities

Is boundless

In the mist

Shadows entwine with spirits

I see figures

They tell about the space

Beyond our consciousness

As I step into the fog

Reality blurs

In the mist

Shadows entwine with spirits

I see figures

They tell about the space

Beyond our consciousness

As I step into the fog

Reality blurs

I want to turn every stone

And to scour every rootstock

For the number of possibilities

Is boundless

Every path has to be explored

My wandering shall never stop

Fighting against the insurmountable winter

But at the same time

Knowing that this is what I need to do

Release your mind from fear

Become hollow

Observe from the outside

The only way to see it

I’m already dead

They tell about the space

Beyond our consciousness

As I step into the fog

Reality blurs