How The West Was Lost 歌词

It's me over hills I'm doomed to roam In woven woods on flesh and bone Crawling, seeking, reaching home I look back I'm not alone How the west was lost With the desert in my soul And the Wasteland in my heart I ramble around black as coal I'm strange and lost my nature Filled with concern and disgust No room in here, cast of the spell and disappear No room here, heaven and hell, virtues and vices Life and death, good and evil I disappear