Walks of Banishment

In an ice-cold snowy mountain, your spells fend off the masked Leaving a halt of time for the taskmaster peasants In an ever-growing lust of your old ancient insight Now toll has called an end, your penance off the plane Have you ever dreamt on leaving? There are sins you long forgiving But a call that rounds a quarter of mile to find you, great king In the ruined walls of cobblestone, you stand your hut upright An excavation site for those who remained intact In the loneliest night of winter, You set a stove from fire And as you burn the last, hope you would advise And as you mourn in slumber, the legion is on a gather But an eagle that shuns you of your line, and you flee, oh great king A journey to the west and you ponder in every rest Where to hide and resign for eternal you designed A journey to the west and you ponder in every rest Where to hide and resign for eternal you designed There's an answer beyond the road There's an answer beyond life You pursued the daylight You left the snowy night In the village of maple oaks You disguise upon the folks And seeing the light of hope Backtrace the end of line You can break a spine To hide in safe and sound You're planning something out The mind of the lionheart Is hope about to depart