Wolfhorde - Mossy Path

Mankind growing weaker
By every taken breath
Self-executing prophecies
As our guideline of life

Rulers of the world
Blinded by greed
Progress delayed
By worthless need

This path was chosen
Thousands of years ago
We're at war
Unable to tell what for
Now the path before us
Has come to its ending
We must turn back
To our mossy path

Tides of time
Have changed the course
Punishment of the ancients
Is upon us all

Under the dying
Sun and the Moon
Mother Earth's weeping
Silently her tune