Nomad

Given the moment you'd strike through my good eye
But faced with your actions you cower and hide
Given the helm you ride into battle blind
Drenched in corruption, corroding the collective mind

But I hold through
Tired but true
I stand tall
I weather all

Over mountains and through the sky
My resolve, this truth will never die
I've watched the stars burst into flame
I am the scorn, the doom that speaks your name

But I hold through
Tired but true
I stand tall
I weather all

From the darkness now into the light
My resolve, I will this final plight

Oh won't you grace me
With no words at all

But I hold through
Tired but true
I stand tall
I weather all