Is there a promised landOr am I on the journey going to nowhere?Are the streets paved with goldOr am I slipping on the mold that slowly grows there?Every man has his conscienceSanityLeft along the wayCarried in this vesselSetting forth together nowOut towards the monsters of the deepSet your sights on rocky shoresYou just might run aground on the reefThe journeys in the destination

Mention fear, you're falling on deaf earsEvery man has his conscienceSanityLeft along the wayCarried in this vesselSetting forth together nowOut towards the monsters of the deepAye, AyeLeft along the wayCarried in this vesselSetting forth together nowOut towards the monsters of the deep