Ziwtra
Walked have I this earth
Since a time unknown.
Walk will I forever,
A polluted soul.
Only those, those who remember me,
You will see,
A story of pain and anguish told.
Life's a wind that constantly blows,
Blows to the end,
Follow it and your life unfolds.
Still you have hope for,
Hope for a dream.
Leaving behind the
Eternal thought of me.
The Winds of Eternity.
You will see,
My constantly changing story.
Life's a wind that constantly blows,
Blows to the end,
Follow it and your life unfolds.
Constant tendrils of cold
From my ever-changing pace.
Constant tendrils of cold
I bring to this place.
Always aging, but never too old,
I will walk forever.