dinsdag 21 september 2010

Wanderers Anthem.

The madness Hits,It throws the world of track.
The Pain That it brings wil not hold me back.
Put on your mask and accept your fate.
Preception could prove to be your greatest trait

The wise man sits at the mountain's heel.
In the world of the sand we worship the Steel.
The shadows of the past are burnend in the ground.
Haunting memories for those still Arround.

Scavenge your courage and stand up high.
When the end has past, there is no time to sigh.
In the aftermath of the storm, you will see.
The Road ahead is all that there wil ever be.

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