Where the traveller goes, nobody knows....
Where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows..
There is something in his eyes, something in his hands,
You can almost smell his revenge,
And whoever he is after, it will be disaster,
This man is gonna take them to the very end..
With this man I must talk, yes, with him I must go..
There is something in his eyes, something in his hands,
I can almost smell his revenge,
And it's me that he's after, it will be disaster,
This man is gonna take me to the very end,
And they were never seen again!...
