Konvent — Fatamorgana

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Time to venture out again through the sand to Neverend
Every step is poorly cast
Leave them in the past
Forever, the orb is a guide
Endeavour from mornin’ till night

Sticky coat of dust and sweat
On the skin so scorched and red
Walk on rocks because it stings
Keeps the mind off things

Body doomed to never halt
Mixin’ iron, sand and salt
Mind to make up horrid days
Blades reflectin’ rays

But to stop is unthinkable now
To give up is to break the old vow
Still, the fight gets loud
And the sight lacks doubt
Come the night

How deceivin’ fate can be
Turnin’ air to misery
Now a livin’, hauntin’ dream
From the current stream

In a distant memory
From a place that should not be
Lies intentions damned and vile
Put them in the pile

Too much to carry
A wish to bury

Walk on
Walk on
Walk on
Walk on

Can’t forget
Can’t unsee those who bled
Vengeance is a puppeteer
Justice is a stranger here

Walk on
Walk on
Walk on!