Song Of the Forlorn Son-Insomnium

[00:01.000] [00:36.120]Wretched is my lot here [00:39.100]Mirthless is my fate [00:41.730]Alone to face the cruel winters [00:45.140]Endure the dreary cold [00:48.500]What is there to hope for [00:51.200]What is there to seek [00:54.400]For this forsaken child [00:57.700]For this forlorn son [01:00.800] [01:39.580]Whose sins am I now atoning for? [01:49.130]Whose lapses am I forced to undo? [01:57.660] [02:16.860]So echoes my tune through these darkling shaws [02:23.380]Above the frozen streams resounds my song [02:30.580]Only these sullen trees will hearken to me [02:37.770]Only snow-bound hills ever hear my call [02:45.630] [02:57.620]What is there to hope for [03:00.660]What is there to seek [03:03.640]For this forsaken child [03:06.650]For this forlorn son [03:09.640]For this embittered man [03:12.630]For this grim castaway [03:15.710] [04:03.620]Solace I find in the light of the pale moon [04:09.380]My comfort in the night the murmur of the trees [04:15.680]Now I set forth without ever glancing back [04:21.540]It is time to make my own way through the dusk [04:27.640]