Obscure Infinity - A Forlorn Wanderer lyrics

Carved by hours of many fullmoon cycles his face an abyss, hands eroded by drudgery bearing ruins, bearing perdition on his shoulders in the eye and in the morn the old spirit is walking onward, but walking forlorn A cursed destiny neither crown nor halo upon the head a vast trial a vast burden that he cannot shed An obscure aura that emanates from a body that has bled a moribund walker, a silent talker he strides among the dead with genuine will They call him the doomed they call him the possessed but what they don't know is that his soul is more than blessed They advise him to plead and kneel in front of Yahweh's altar to call for divine intervention it would be the cry for a celestial empire that has never been and will never reveal salvation Beyond the borders of society beyond the borders of normal man walks the follower of the left hand path and beyond the borders of flesh and beyond the manifestations of time the forlorn wanderer will find a kingdome for his self a kingdome for the forlorn Everything was left behind except the will to strive for higher chaos preacher raise your voice invoke the black illuminating fire give birth to mental liberation and d**h to stagnation in your kingdome forlorn Unexpected strength and power channels the hungry wide eye gazer the more inconspicuous he acts outwardly the wilder the nature behind the pupil Marked by symbols and divine hands his face a mask, his hands are tools and weapons bearing wisdom, bearing faith, king of the unknown