Rain and thunder, fire and wind
Come with me, I leave with the tide
I wrap my cloak closer 'round my shoulders
To keep me
warm from the raging storm
The spirits are here to guide my journey
Over the edge of the world
A thousand wounds cry in my
soul
Love and pain, a bleeding heart
Where the runes still speak
I 'm coming home
Where the runes still speak
Alone
I stand on this stony coast
Winds of spring whisper through the trees
The grey horizon gives me life again
Tee, and stone, the
voices of the gods
No woman can show me where the fire burns
No preacher can tell me who I am
My blood is calling me from
Asaland
I'm on my way home in the end
A homeward son will claim his heritage
walk the soil of this earth
The pen will be
his mighty sword
And the truth his defence
I've travelled roads that lead to wonder
I've seen cities rise and fall
The
burden, the cross of a pilgrim
I bear no more, the son is coming home
You closed the door, but I won't give
Somewhere my new
life will begin
Countless treasures I shared with you
The only one left is my solitude