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Out in the endless barren wastelands, out in the lands of the free.
There lives a stone hard people, and they share this life with me.
Itâs not a life for the weak of heart, or for all, most do agree.
But for wandering tribal nomads, it's the only life we see.
Torches aglow
Chattel in tow
Itâs time to go
Iâm a freehand, out in the wasteland
Torches aglow
Chattel in tow
Itâs time to go
Iâm a freehand, out in the wasteland
Out past the edge of the open wasteland, edge of the land of the free,
People live like cattle, and they live in misery.
There's sickness, crime, and suicide, in the cities by the sea,â¦
And they're told their life is better but that's not the life for me.
Torches aglow
Chattel in tow
Itâs time to go
Iâm a freehand, out in the wasteland
Torches aglow
Chattel in tow
Itâs time to go
Iâm a freehand, out in the wasteland
- Álbum:
- Wasteland
- Nomad
- The Circus At the End of the World
- Off The Grid
- Æther Shanties
- Lost Horizons
- The Death Of Tragedy
- From Dreams Or Angels
- Cemetary Number 1
- Return To The Fire (EP)
- The End Of Days
- Dark Christmas
- Ranch Hand Robbie and the Wasteland Wranglers - Off The Grid
- The Sepiachord Companion
- Ancient World
- Live at the End of Days
- Through Your Eyes on Christmas Eve
- Stigmata Martyr
- Taxidermy
- Twisted & Broken