Breath sparse, limbs aching
Thirst parched, sight failing
Gasping for thin air
Our gaze, a dead stare
One year of exile
One fell deed, one vile tale
Our lives lost, our hope gone
Without choice, we walk on
Cast from our home
Forevermore
Cursed to wander alone
We, The Forlorn
Once I thought I'd lie here forever
At rest in a life of peace
My love, my land, and all that I had
Torn away and left with grief
Memories tainted
Of names and faces
Our kith and kin of old
Their twisted scowls
Of loathing and scorn
Never once thought of right or wrong
Here, in this land of stone
Where time appears to slow
A wasteland of dread and despair
The ground as dead as the air
Now, with home left behind
No hope lingers in our eyes
Our fears numb as our minds
Our tears long since dried
We lie undone
Cursed by the sun
Resigned to our fate
Swallowed by fear and hate
As dark falls, and light sets
Our journey, a failed test
We are scorned, we are lost
We are broken, we are
Cast from our home
Forevermore
Cursed to wander alone
We, The Forlorn
Out of grasp of all that I've known
My heart falls silent as stone
With one last aching sigh
I bid thee one final goodbye
