Old Roots from Oblivion by Realm of Wolves

A long procession of northlanders
Conducts us in this feral void
They came along a golden path
Jaws of ravines to avoid

Half-eyed wit make us worthy
To sail the foams of the grey seas
Our life is an endless journey
Driven by tempest and fresh breeze

We may never settle down
But know that there’s a distant home
Although the sea-line’s been monochrome

Our progenies we’ll never know
Leave no trace in the crunching snow
Cast no shadows in the afterglow

Rise new sun
For the old world
See your sons
Roaming confirmed

Set forth seventh sons
Sever the old roots
Speak arcane tongues
Reach for the new fruits

A dawn of a new day
Shine on your faces
Demolish the old way
Bear the torch for ages

We may never settle down
But know that there’s a distant home
Although the sea-line’s been monochrome

Our progenies we’ll never know
Leave no trace in the crunching snow
Cast no shadows in the afterglow

Rise new sun
For the old world
See your sons
Roaming confirmed

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