Argentum
Enjambre
Silver
We were born among a pack of bears
By fate or intertwined with others
Clad in the earth that bleeds silver
Today as wanderers, all the ground is our homeland
We walk among the cursed
Being citizens of the infinite
We live where the soul boils
Among survivors
We have grown up among bad tongues and grudges
Among violence and reactions from various liquors
Set to always go against the current
Convinced that we are not just people
We walk among the cursed
Being citizens of the infinite
We live where the soul boils
Among survivors
We don't care about the terrain, we go for the eternal