When I stand and look about the port

 And contemplate my life,

 Will I ever see my countrymen again?



 As the captain calls us on the deck

 I take my things and walk to the harbourside,

 I glance back one last time



 Fleeing our nation,

 Our problems we leave behind

 Ships by the tenfold

 Sail out on the tide

 We are pleased to be out and

 Embracing the open sea

 Free from our troubles

 And more free from thee



 Inheritors unfulfilled reason

 Behind us.

 We flee from what is not what

 Is will be.

 We flee the earth and face our

 Harsh reality.

 Will death be low mist that

 Hangs on the sea?



 We run from the evil tongues,

 Rash judgements, selfish men

 Never to be seen on these shores again.



 As we sail into oceansize

 And lose sight of all land

 A face of contentment

 Around in the air

 We're off now to seek all our fortunes

 To the land of our dreams



 Riding the waves and the storm

 Is upon us.

 The winds lash the sails but

 The ropes keep them tight



 Off in the distance a dark cloud approaching

 None could imagine what there was to come



 No, there's no one going back

 No, there's not a second chance

 As we strap onto the side

 We pray to God that we won't die



 As we ride the rough seas,

 As we soak from the ocean waves,

 I just hope for all our lives

 And pray that I survive



 Four ships are lost in the

 Stormy conditions

 The spirits of the sunken crews,

 Their phantoms follow us



 Spirits, sails, they drive us on

 Through the all consuming waves

 Cold mortality, no weapon

 Against these ever raging seas



 Four leagues and ten and we

 Hit storms again

 We just can't get away from

 The eye of the storm



 The birds outsoar the raging storm

 But we cannot escape it

 Abandoned earth that we now crave

 Is many leagues from safe



 Holding on for our dear lives

 And we're praying once again

 rotten luck or just jonahed?

 The talisman is in my hand



 Limbs fatigues, trembling with cold

 Blinded from the sea spray salt

 Clasping anything we can hold

 Heaven's rain upon us falls



 Twenty days without a meal

 And ten without fresh water still

 Those that didn't die in storms

 The scurvy rest did slaughter



 Westwards the tide

 westwards we sail on

 Westwards the tide

 Sail by the talisman



 We approach the other side

 Of the ocean with the tide

 In our favour just for once

 Welcome greeting our new land

 The elation in our hearts

 The excitement in our veins

 As we sail towards the coastline

 Of our golden promised land



 Weary limbs fatigued away

 I have no life left in me

 No more strength and nothing

 Left to give

 Must find the will to live



 Never thought that we could make it

 Truly sight of shores divine

 the sickness I am dying from

 Never wanted it to end this way



 Westwards the tide

 Westwards we sail on

 westwards the tide

 Sail by the talisman