As the ship sails across the sea Wind blows through my hair Whispers words within my ears But there’s a voice instead This dream comes and goes It seems a déjà vu to me All the battles I have fought all the destinies M y deeds will ever change
Will ever change? I hear voices they course my fate Keep saying don’t come to the land Where the stug still runs free
Don’t you come to the land! or you might repent You and your golden eagles won’t succeed
Should I listen to this warning Should I take it just for real? Should I keep going forward Or follow the path of my heels? So Seer, tell me more what it really means to be Is the isle I have sought always in my dreams At the reach of my hands?
Reach of my hands? I guess when the voices will cease From saying don’t come to the land Where the stug still runs free.