Ravenscry

Nobody is your name,
Swept by people,
by the frenzy of their own routine.
Nobody is your name,
Always dressed in grey
in a city without sun.
Nobody is your name,
Sounds but doesn’t echo
In a deserted valley, in the world.
Nobody is your name
you can’t conquer a place
in heaven nor in this life.
You’re Nobody and you’re not free
To sacrifice yourself
to hope, to escape.
You’re Nobody and you’ll live
at the foot of an acropolis
where shine the plates whose
descends from gods
You’re Nobody and you’ll be alone
Till you’re future won’t be written
‘cause you smell of stranger
In your own land.
Nobody is your name
In an eternal search
of a meaning that will fade soon.
Nobody is your name
And you’ll always live
To wait and not to attain
In an weird slavery
with a book in the hands
and a lot of ideas inside your head
that you can shout in (the) wind
but You’re Nobody and
Nobody will hear you.