Wander
A throne that ne’er be filled
A kingdom of people
Time rests heavy on the brow
The wings of fate bring fire and flame
Or can peace be restored by thou?
Alone and lost through deserts and woods
With nothing of her own no place to call home
She wanders
For a place to call home
Denied on ever offer but never claimed
Born in the heart of darkness
Forever touched by the shadows
The ever seeks to claim her
The voice of wilderness
The dream undying
The hope reborn
No one to save her, Will no one aid her
Twelve realms in conflict twelve hearts to win
No one to save her, Will no one aid her
Twelve links in the timeless chain
That must be bound
The world to save
Will no one aid her
Will no one save her
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