Wayfaring Stranger - Lyrics - H.p. Lovecraft

Howard Phillips Lovecraft â known as H.P. Lovecraft â was an American author who achieved posthumous fame through his influential works of horror fiction. Virtually unknown and only published in pulp magazines before he died in poverty, he is now regarded as one of the most significant 20th-century authors in his genre.

I am a poor wayfaring stranger Travelling through this world of woe And there's no sickness, toil, no danger In that bright land to which I go I'm going there to meet my brothers And from that land we'll find a way I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger Looking for a brighter day One of these mornings and it won't be long All men will rise, stand side by side Then hand in hand we'll stand together Vibrations calling all mankind I'm going there to meet my brothers And from that land we'll find a way I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger Looking for a brighter day Brighter day Brighter day Brighter day