The good soldier scanned the hillside with gun...
ready to end the disappointing...

It was once your love,
that I grasped in these hands...

When your face hits the floor
And despair is at your door...

Life is like a ferris wheel it goes in circles and...
I know just as well that it can be brutal at times...

My soul slowly fades away,
because of my conscience that I didn't obey...

Protector of the moon
I am mooneshield...

The cogs stopped twisting,
The hand stopped ticking...

The day may go on in the satiation of one's own...
I don't know about you but for me that's what life...

As I sit on the couch
I relax and slouch...

Rivals....
I love it when...

High up above,
from on a mountain top...

WANDERER PART 1:
THE BEGINNING OF A WANDERER...