Dimhav - Realms of a Vagrant King

As I fall from the haunt of the hidden, from sepulchered, still repose
I revive my hellion soul, on the flowering shores of the mortal

A reflection in clouded waters, spectres of ages past
Recollections of triumph and sorrow, the pains of my final departure

Now I see her again like a stranger, my pain written on her face
In a mirror of storms and illusions, dying hopes and withering hunger

As I follow the turns of the river, with my gaze in the morning sun
I lament my forfeit atonement, and the mark of my harrowing trade

I was given a chance to repent, and to purge my baneful core
Locked away in a glacial spire, at the heart of a cruel phantom world

I would fall into radiant slumber, for eternity I would dream
Of the blood and shameful betrayal, of the one who could kindle me

I - don’t want to feel my pain
I’m - a soul so far astray
I - shunned from the blinding light
But I - awakened

Will I ever find the peace I seek?
End this hunt across the Realms of a Vagrant King

And I will seek that holy shrine
beneath the astral sky
And I will find that dwindling flame
Relearn my human name

Will I ever find the peace I seek?
End this hunt across the Realms of a Vagrant
Will I ever find the peace I seek?
At the gates across the Realms of a Vagrant King