THE BORDER
by Requiem· from Storm Heaven
A wind bears your scent to those in pursuit
There will be no rest tonight
AT your back the world you fled, gaining on you
And ahead only the darkness and the fight
But you know you're not really living
Until you're sharing every breath of air with death
You're not really giving
Until you separate yourself from the rest
You've come far
Just to find this
Almost encircled
Another victim
No longer yourself
Not yet anything else
Beyond recognition
Beyond return
Hunted, haunted from without and within
You arrive at the edge of the night
Searching for the strength to push yourself
To the place where limits end
You feel the future in chains within you And a new sun that rises before you
Can you cross over
Can you reach
The farthest shore
The steepest cliff
The starkest wasteland
The deepest rift
The border
If you have a limit
A point of no return
And you have reached it
And all your bridges are burned
The sleeping armies are stirring
You're not alone on this path
The war is on, the lines are drawn
And there is no turning back
There is no turning back