He who wanders, loves

Ominous legends

Speak of a fallen warrior

In the middle of wastelands he wakes up

To serve an unknown God

Silent grass demanding a voice

Sharp rocks of pity

Lonely skies crying over his shoulders

Forgotten stories

Tell us about a curse

He would ride the world to save someone

The God only a trade allowing

Measure yourself with your deepest fears

Don’t ever speak a word

Do you want her back?

Unraveling myths

Unveil her beauty under sunrays

He brought back the world’s suffering

Thus pleasing the God

Now the curse is lifted

So that her eyes opening

Shall mean his eyes forever closing.

Free reinterpretation of Shadow of the Colossus game.