In time bleeding wounds will heal
Unlike some which are too deep to see
Like scars in a nomads soul
Their mending is so
slow
Not the shout of a hundred enemies
Can make him feel fear inside him
But when sun sets and the cold arrives
With crushing
solitude in the darkness of night
He will ride across land and time
To find a way through this endless night
There's a storm
in his heart and the fire burns his soul
But the wanderer's part is to ride alone
With bare hands he has taken many lives
He
has had a hundred women by his side
From enchanted woods to the freezing north
He is known at every sea and far beyond
As the
moon grows and the circle is complete
He lies down and waits for sleep
But there's always a scenery in his mind
Of all that
beauty he once left behind
He will ride across land and time
To find a way through this endless night
There's a storm in his
heart and the fire burns his soul
But the wanderer's part is to ride alone
He will ride across land and time
To find a way
through this endless night
There's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul
But the wanderer's part is to ride
alone
He will ride across land and time
To find a way through this endless night
There's a storm in his heart and the fire
burns his soul
But the wanderer's part is to ride alone