The Way Home

Covered by the wind
Arise
Open your mind
You're painted now
On this world made of grey
Our true image is away
I wish you could hear my praise
Please stay my guide
Be on my side
I wish I could live my time
Tell me please why we're here for
I would like but we now
Have to learn how to fight
Tell me please what's this night for
Offer me to your gods only so
You may return
Back in a place of your own

It's in the night that followed, I came out in the dark
Where every shadow dies, where every river flows
Left behind that land that was my glass of mind
The figure on the wall, enlightened by a new dawn deep inside