Viking Driftwood Prophecy 2 (wersja 2)

Intro

Iron rust upon the stone

The ocean's mouth has spoken alone

A name from frost to bone

Viking Driftwood Prophecy

Verse

I was forged in Greenland ice and traded once for steel

Now the driftwood's carried me where I cannot feel

Gulls circle where the keel once broke through black waters

No one finds my shipwreck, no one takes my mother's prayers

Finnish sailors pass it on a hundred leagues from shore

They say a Norseman's shadow crossed their fire one more

My name still written on the frame they can't recall

Only driftwood left where once a vessel held us all

Pre-Chorus

I was not lost at sea, I just forgot my own

Every wave is counting me as gone before I'm gone

Chorus

Viking Driftwood Prophecy

Carry on through endless grey

Drifting farther with the tide of yesterday

Nothing left but driftwood now that the ship is gone

This prophecy still holds when even iron rusts to stone

Verse 2

No one knows what my name once stood for, no one knows my line

Only the gulls know how it ends up on a Finnish shrine

I never found the land of promise, only the dark before the sun

A shadow in the morning light where every map was torn apart and spun

Their words are wind through empty streets I'll never walk again

But they still speak of Leif's people when I've been long since dead and gone

Finnish sailors pass it on with a reverence that cuts deeper

For a Norseman who may not have lived but left behind a legend to weather

Pre-Chorus

I was not lost at sea, I just forgot my own

Every wave is counting me as gone before I'm gone

Chorus

Viking Driftwood Prophecy

Carry on through endless grey

Drifting farther with the tide of yesterday

Nothing left but driftwood now that the ship is gone

This prophecy still holds when even iron rusts to stone

Bridge

I don't need a shore, I only need their voice

Every Finnish sailor who tells the story, makes me rise

For one more winter passing, for one more wave on the tide

Even driftwood has its purpose until my body's turned to ice inside

I was not lost at sea — I just forgot my own name

But with every new mouth that speaks it out again, a piece of Leif comes home

Chorus

Viking Driftwood Prophecy

Carry on through endless grey

Drifting farther with the tide of yesterday

Nothing left but driftwood now that the ship is gone

This prophecy still holds when even iron rusts to stone