On the beach, the journey begins, On opposite sides are the twins,
Divided by an unknown god, Their fate was delayed.
One fell unconscious for five centuries,
And the other one turned away, Out of reach.
I've never seen something so beautiful, The world's just incomprehensible,
Everything, and everyone, Just looks absolutely stunning,
A brand new world, and again, truth's just begun.
Looking up into the clear sky, Laying on soft grass, it's swaying in the wind,
I lose myself in this beautiful view.
But the facade is fading more and more, The truth beneath is starting to show,
As I watch the painted heavens implode.
From Highland's breeze to Nordic frost, Battles waged and futures lost,
Fate's cruel hand decides who stays, Yet hope still burns to light my way.
Free like the wind, I travel across the land, Feeling how the fire ignites my heart,
Slaves of the gods, sprung from lies, I will not be defeated by the abyss.
A stranger here, trying to find my way, Walking through lands I barely know,
The faces smile, but I still feel alone, Taking any quest for money with dangers that grow.
My twin now walks where the shadows call, Bound to the abyss beyond redemption's wall,
I chase the truth, though it cuts like a knife, I reach through the dark, though the distance is wide,
Still hoping one day, you'll stand by my side.
Looking up into the clear sky, Laying on soft grass, it's swaying in the wind,
I lose myself in this beautiful view.
But the facade is fading more and more, The truth beneath is starting to show,
As I watch the painted heavens implode.
From Highland's breeze to Nordic frost, Battles waged and futures lost,
Fate's cruel hand decides who stays, Yet hope still burns to light my way.
Free like the wind, I travel across the land, Feeling how the fire ignites my heart,
Slaves of the gods, sprung from lies, Forced onto the knees by the abyss.
I cook, I glide, I sprint, I collect, I roam, I hunt, I fight, I fish, I grow, I swim, I seek, I climb,
And in my sanctuary peace, I find the legend of Traveller.
Countless trials, endless fights, No time to rest, risking everything I have,
Chasing the shadow of my twin.
I fight their wars, I guard their lands, My battles are theirs, my rewards are none,
Efforts vanish like shifting sands, A tool to use, but nothing more,
Chosen Traveller with conflicted core.
Looking up into the clear sky, Laying on soft grass that's swaying in the wind,
I lose myself in this beautiful view.
But the facade is fading more and more, The truth beneath is starting to show,
As I watch the painted heavens in love.
From Highland's breeze to Nordic frost, Battles waged and futures lost,
Fate's cruel hand decides who stays.
Free like the wind, I travel across the land, Feeling how the fire ignites my heart,
Slaves of the gods, sprung from lies, I will fight against the abyss.
The world keeps turning, and I keep moving, Through endless trials, through fire and ruin,
The winds guide me forward, yet shadows remain,
A twin lost to darkness, a heart touched by pain,
Free like the wind, I wander alone, The fire still burns, though my path is unknown,
Slaves of the gods, sprung from lies, I'll defeat the abyss and will not die.
