Crust - Wanderers

I behold a desert and a rainbow arch
Caravans of the broken disappear in sands
An old woman in rags sheds her tears in my hands
This tears I drink
And walk the path of wanderers
In the search of the greater good we are heading far
Where rainbow ends in the night it's emerald
In the day it's fire bright
Soothsayer cries
You're blind as you swallow lies
By gods despised
Wanderers
We're wanderers
Gold sands of dunes in an hour glass measure the time for us
Vultures scream above our heads premonition of the end
Winding paths crisscrossing lands are wanderers' dead traps
Armageddon upon my soul despair in one heart just like pest infects all the rest
In the search of the greater good we are heading far
Fighting back false prophesies that make us blind
Daylight breaks and night falls and I see the road
The one that leads above the arch high to the stars
Wanderers