In time bleeding wounds will heal
Unlike some of his parts he didn't see
Like scars in a no-man's soul
Their making me so small
Not the shout of a hundred enemies
That making deep fear inside me
But when sun sets and the gold arrives
We'll crush his soul in two, in the darkness of night

he will ride across land and time
to find a way through this endless night
there's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul
But the wanderer's part is to ride alone

In his bare hands he has taken many lives
He's had a hundred women by his side
From ten he moves to the freezing north
He's known on every sea and far beyond
As the clock grows and the circle is complete
He lies down and waits for sleep
But there's always a slither in his mind
Who hold the key taking one step behind

he will ride across land and time
to find a way through this endless night
there's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul
But the wanderer's part is to ride alone

he will ride across land and time
to find a way through this endless night
there's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul
But the wanderer's part is to ride alone

he will ride across land and time
to find a way through this endless night
there's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul
But the wanderer's part is to ride alone