It is a language confusion
After the greatest flood
No way to find a solution
Our hope went down in the mud
Northern sky is the direction
The course is a prophecy
While our red brothers
Spread wisdom in the west
It is a new destination
A voyage of flesh and blood
That is the only solution
To escape from the Armageddon lot
In search of the Dryland
The sea is cold and rough
But we follow the Black Sun
And the sign of our gods
It is a new destination
A voyage of flesh and blood
That is the only solution
To escape from the Armageddon lot
In search of the Dryland
The sea is cold and rough
But we follow the Black Sun
And the sign of our gods
We have to be restless
We have to rebuild the world
In the shade of the darkness
Till the sun will rise again
Tuatha de´Danann let`s row