Words From Our Future To Our Past

Valkyrie Every journey end in emptiness I want to feel To confirm this world is real Wait, this world doesn't have you I shall keep traversing I adhered the sunbeam, The sign governs where I go Drakes, vermin, trolls games for thrill Effortless merciless kills This world is real Since it doesn't have you I shall keep wandering I chased silhouettes of you Glens, bogs, mounds, groves, barrows. Performed rites, blood spilled Giants, elves, the humans, the talking Crows Your whereabouts, for no one to reveal Thus, world is still real It doesn't have you I shall keep drifting I fell on the ground This is it, the final round Shrapnel, pellets, slugs Arrows, spears, darts Finally, they led me to you This world is slowly becoming unreal As I rest o'er the sanguine river flows atop the silent, corpse-piling hill But I caught a glimpse of you I shall keep falling. Soon I shall rest beside you Consecration, and a life anew