Enslaved - Caravans To The Outer Worlds
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Blinded by greed
Imprisoned by the distance
Thralls to the idol-self
Scream in fear of the end
Gifted sight
Rejected chains
Freedom gained
Endless spin of the wheel
Esoteric navigation
Through the Astral storms
Odin!
The fires of strife lost their colors
When corruption took hold
-Claiming the kingmaker’s seat
In the maddened court’s ruins
Our stories died on their journeys
As the fools all spoke their minds
-Buried under rotting leaves
From rootless too-young trees
The Tribes of Sense and Earth
Caravans of the Shadow-Circle
The Warrior turns her back
On the ignoble battle
A sword-arm put to better use
Raising sails towards the Outerworlds
Odin!