I have been wandering this wicked road
I sometimes feel as though I’ve seen this place before
I’ve left behind all that I’ve ever known
But still the weight I bear has never burdened more
A wind of plague forever blows
A creeping dread that always grows
Dark thoughts won’t go away
The price that I must pay
Here in between the land and sky
Memories come rushing by
The river’s edge
Path of the dead
This wicked road I walk upon
Where all is lost but nothing’s gone
Carry on it is the only wya
See the truth
In all the lies
To kill the past and leave behind
All your sorrow and begin again
Begin again
The question seeks the truth you will never find
Your destination
Forever lost in time
This road is not a place for the living kind
The lost ones gather here
They gather here and die
For in this land of death and woe
A place that I have always known
The darkness leads the way
Perhaps I’m here to stay
And so I shed this prisoner’s gown
Cast off the noose and take the crown
My destiny is straight ahead
At river’s end
They are not seeking an afterlife
They know that nothing is divine
Warden of the wicked road
I wanna see where the river flows