Left behind all the childhood streets that day
Not to flee but to end a shadow play
The battles are carved in me
Yet the longing is there for all to see
Thorns of the curse pressed onto me
Debts that were never paid
To forgive a beast I don`t need a priest
Might as well be deceased

Feels like I have lived ten enshrouded lives
Yet I only miss one
Homesick hearts endure stabs from rusty knives
Hurts that can`t be outrun
We praise the strangers
Deal harsh wounds to those who share the blood
The homesick hearts roam where wounds decay
Soon will be on their way

The road leads me nowhere
My mind`s endless warfare
The call of the sirens
Left me with no guidance

Not a place, but a feeling turned alive
By the one who cut me off from my hive
Let the sorrow overtake
To find a power that only death can break
As the night turns to morn
A blanket untouched is silently torn
As the melted snow ceases to flow
Granted mercies may go

Feels like I have lived ten enshrouded lives
Yet I only miss one
Homesick hearts endure stabs from rusty knives
Hurts that can`t be outrun
We praise the strangers
Deal harsh wounds to those who share the blood
The homesick hearts roam where wounds decay
Soon will be on their way
The homesick hearts know it won`t remain
Home will not be the same