Chapter 5 - Losing The Anchor - Blind The Huntsmen

Faith, what a curious thing we crave

I believe

That you’re the one who’ll bring the balance back to all of us

Bring the light that beacons back to us

Hey, wipe those tears right off your face

You and I did all we could, but now it’s time for me to die

I knew the risk

As your protector I deterred the shadows from clutching at your wrist

Don’t mourn my soul, don’t worry about me

The gods rejoice for you and smile down upon me

My sweetest friend, my dear Khomorrah

Know my fate you behold

Could never be controlled

You must go on and keep fighting

The enemy within

The burden that they all bear

The darkness that they all have shared as one

Underneath their skin

I know you can see the fading of my light

But now I rejoice knowing you’re alive

Knowing that you’re here and safe to fight

Sweet child, my dearest friend Khomorrah

Bring this cycle of pain and tyranny to an end

Know into the depths you must descend

Alone, for you see what others cannot comprehend

I knew the risk

As your protector I deterred the shadows from clutching at your wrist

Don’t mourn my soul, don’t worry about me

The gods rejoice for you and smile down upon me

My sweetest friend, my dear Khomorrah

Now it’s time for me to finally have to go

Goodbye you sweet child, and may you never cease to glow

My own child now awaits with arms wide open at the gates

So please… Set the people free