my true home lyrics – nomad

through the wasteland
wickedness and solitude i flee
through the rotten prophecies i flee
to my murky home i flee
to chilly walls and broken roots

i turn around chasing the illusion
i turn around to provoke you , to save a kiss at least

in the filthy lantern light my chains flashed
my fetters tightened close with your flames approach

today, tomorrow or yesterday
i will be waiting here , flourishing
i’m here for further i can go no more
here with the cross covered
with the burden captured i sleep
sleep on a cold tomb , by the gods
people and dead metaphors

from the fear i flee to the fear
my crafty demon cut the umbilical cord
through the world cemetery i flee
through the people junk-yard i flee

old skeletons , cold roots , i found the reflections
empty lakes , i love on the bottom
it’s a dream so old , an eternal sound
down the well lives the world
through the gl*ss you touch the years

/ nomad lyrics