The Adventurer - Escape the Clouds

This mysterious world is my clever temptress,

Rife with dark places and arcane wonders.

Into her arms I am drawn by a beauty unmatched

And the challenge of her seductive, mortal dangers

I’ve climbed Kilimanjaro with my clockwork boots.

Looked down on Malaysia from my hydrogen sloop.

My blood.

It hungers for the unknown’s call.

I will never rest until I’ve experienced it all.

The city is a prison for damned spirits and minds

I thrive in the wilds of the Earth s unexplored corners

No theory no idea shall remain untried.

So long as there s stean within my iron boilers.

I’ve learned bushido from a one-armed samurai

Survived a hurricane by sheltering in its eye

My blood.

It hungers for the unknown’s call.

I will never rest until I’ve experienced it all.

The journey is never done as long as I can dream.

Even when I’m too old to rise to my feet.

When my rifle’s empty and my goggles lay broken.

My dirigible’s deflated, and my last report spoken.

When my horizon s gone dark and my flesh has grown cold

Into my mistress arms I ll deliver my soul.

I’ve dodged the cannons of the Sultan’s troops.

Sailed the Amazon with a mercenary crew

Paid my respects to Shiva at Mount Kailash

Walked with the buffalo in a Sioux spirit trance

Now I watch the northern lights dance across the sky

And wonder where I ll stand come the sunrise

I hear nothing but the unmistakable call

The adventurer never rests until he’s lived it all.