Edge Of The World

Returned back from the burning lands
Running away from the master's plan
Yearning for winter's eternal sleep.

Divided we stand at the edge of the world
Now when there's nowhere to run and the sorrow remains
Still we stand at the edge of the world.

Walls crumbling into the ground
Looking for that which can't be found
Staring at an abysmal failure
Obsession looking into the mirror.

Running back from the burning lands
Searching for lines in the blackened sand.

As the pages burn
Blackguard takes his turn
Madness takes control
Everything they ever tried
All a farce, all for naught.

Before the fire, skin etched in black
Watching his mind fall into shreds
As the wheels turn, he takes it all back
Baring his soul into the edge.

Divided we stand at the edge of the world
Now when there's nowhere to run and the sorrow remains
Still we stand at the edge of the world.