The Herald and the Wanderer

Behold the one foretold Riding across autumn's flame Herald of a woeful demise A mouth to blinded eyes Heed not where sorrow keeps By the sword you shall speak We create the stars Guiding black hearts From serpent's kiss Of natures womb To certain doom On beryl waves we march Behold the one who roams Carried by winds groan Wanderer of ravens crown A prophet to barren minds Drink from my endless chalice Gain thirst for knowledge We create the stars Guiding black hearts From serpent's kiss Of natures womb To certain doom On beryl waves we march Shrouded by the Sea In Magic and mystery Their worn eyes feast On the sorrow we breathe Old shadows call from beyond It’s warriors gather eternally The herald and the wanderer Burn the flame where darkness sleeps For wrath and honor To death and glory

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025