Paroles de 'Wandering Northwards' par Wyrm

Wandering Northwards

…a passion to unveil the purpose of being…

As I see the nightshaded lands I feel the longing so old as time,
then I ask meadoqws and the forests where to find the answer utterly right.
The answer that would make me serene, a knowledge that brings tranquility
for my soul eager for wisdom to open me the pasage to eternity.

…the passion for knowledge hidden deep in flesh,
the quest for wisdom forcing me wandering northwards.

The blowing wind whispers to me, what´s been forgotten again shall be
where the wind goes I have to go, there I will find the purpose unknown.
Where severe frost bites the land, where rigorous gods rule by cruel hand,
there lays the beauty - my journey will end.

…the quest for reconcilation
…wandering northwards

Rising high in my eyes the great mountains consisting of ice
and so all the landscape, the hidden doubt dies.
The frozen snow blazing like thousand eyes,
I stand proud where the ground meets the skies.

I walk in sorrow through rest of my life, the final chapter - no longer to fight.
For the answer to wander without end, to seek it is for what my life was meant.

…the most important thing to live for
…seen only by those who saw more

in the lives they lived long times ago
in the thoughts they thought not knowing why
in the memories hidden in the deepest depths of mind
in the sorrow guiding them from life to life.

That is why I must to know the purpose of all the endeavour, of all the suffer
known to my flesh and my soul in all the lives I lived through the aeons.
This is the last journey to go, never to return from the final march,
it lures me - I have to wander northwards.