The Wanderers - Golem

In the nightfire of mankind’s dawn

A despised people revealed its fate

Honour and wisdom by their side

The sword of knowledge at their hands

Enslaved by the empire

With the stain of renegades

They broke the old restrictions

Longing for their journey’s end

Remnants of the once esteemed

But their flame almost deceased

Betrayed and now suffering this poisoned land

They dream of the foreseen freedom of man

Death regorged

Power forged

Imprisoned by environmental cold

Their eyes open to a whole new world

Life adored

Senses explored

Escape this place, vacuum ploughing

Beyond light’s speed, contacts cutting

Across the universe their search will lead

Through the scars of space they sow the seed

Where naked gardens wait and nothing there to spoil

They make their new home… in the dust of dry soil

Unlocking the gates of time, widening its bounds

Guarded by the maker… facing desert ground

True rulers of travel

For new tribes to settle

Now they walk the sands by night

In the safety of the stars

To fulfil their destiny

And turn the page of history