Lyrics

Words through waves, hiding a thousand graves Paving the way for souls that can't be saved Hold your breath, and don't look away We're nearly there, we won't have to stay The water speaks, and I'll listen To the tales it has to tell And the souls that surface and glisten Whisper to me, "It's all a spell" Guide me through the middle lands Give to me your riddles and Take me away to the other place In your grotesque way, where it's never day Keep me safe, and with hope, I pray That I will reach the land that I crave Cross the water The shoreline we all seek Cross the water From the land of the weak Cross the water The shoreline we all seek Cross the water From the land of the weak Wake Cross the water The Boatsman wants more Cross the water The Boatsman wants more Cross the water From the land of the weak Wake Cross the water The Boatsman wants more Cross the water The Boatsman wants more Cross the water The Boatsman wants more Cross the water The Boatsman wants more Cross the water The Boatsman wants more Cross the water The Boatsman wants more Cross the water The Boatsman wants more Cross the water The Boatsman wants more Cross the water