Nomad's Way
The sun has faded now
And left us fallow grounds
The sky turns purple then grey
The eagles foot will lead our way
We must set fire to our homeland
Rebirth can clean your hands
Home can get swept away
But loss can bring new things
It seems our time here is over now
We must head south to fertile grounds
The promise of new lands always awaits
It seems our time here is over now
We must head south to fertile grounds
The promise of a new life always awaits
We are a people without a home
A people forced to roam
To weather storms on our road
To fend off those who want to own
Their rule confines your mind
But comfort breeds only the blind
We must break these tethers and fly
For time erodes all empires
It seems our time here is over now
We must head south to fertile grounds
The promise of new lands always awaits
It seems our time here is over now
We must head south to fertile grounds
The promise of a new life always awaits
Autor(es): Gothum & the Noise Pollution