The Return Of The Wanderer

Through lands of fire and lands of ice

I fight my lonely way

I know not why

I know not how

I travel the endless day

I come when people cry my name

Though that I never knew

I come when people cry in pain

When the many abuse the few

When the fires of hope are quenched

I show the way to be avenged

I have no home

I have no wife

The victim of an endless life

I live on dreams

On hope

On fear

I bear the pain of every tear