Track Insight / Lyrics
Rain-soaked pavements in shimmering slate
Puddles like polished obsidian await
The Witcher's stride, a purposeful glide
To the hidden archives, secrets to provide
In the quiet of a library's heart
A silver blade hums, never to depart
From fingers wrapped in supple leather skin
A witcher's dance, his duty within
Flickering fluorescent lights cast an eerie glow
Motes of dust suspended, a microcosm in tow
Their gentle twirling, hypnotic to behold
A waltz of water and earth, stories untold
In the quiet of a library's heart
A silver blade hums, never to depart
From fingers wrapped in supple leather skin
A witcher's dance, his duty within
Intricate ironwork, gothic arches so grand
Shelves upon shelves, books spanning the land
The scent of aged parchment, history in every line
A treasure trove for a seeker divine
In the quiet of a library's heart
A silver blade hums, never to depart
From fingers wrapped in supple leather skin
A witcher's dance, his duty within
Rustling pages, whispers of the past
As he searches for the knowledge that will last
A guardian of lore, a silent crusade
His quest will unfold, righteous and unafraid
In the quiet of a library's heart
The silver blade hums, a witcher's art
Forever united, blade and wit so fine
A champion of justice, in this sacred shrine
Pavements now dry, as night slowly descends
The witcher departs, the blade his constant friend
Until the next quest, the library's hush
Will once more awaken, a hero's gentle rush.
