The earth should have opened
And swallowed us in
Stop at nothing inside us

Then a wind should have risen
From the deep mouth of our sea
And things should have been as they used to be


There is a doorway, a running sea inside of me
There is a calling inside of me, flowing from me

Inside of me (the)

Atlantic


Last call
Last hope for the last of the creed

Last call. Doorway
Your waters will spread inside me


The earth should have opened
And swallowed us in
Stop at nothing inside us

And when we meet again
The mountain I will be
Casting my shadow over your seas


There is a doorway. A running sea inside of me
There is a calling inside of me. Flowing from me

Inside of me (the)

Atlantic


Last call
Last hope for the last of the creed

Last call. Doorway
Your waters will spread inside me


"I am water turned blood
I am fury turned hope."
(The) Atlantic


Last call
Last hope for the last of the creed

Last call. Doorway
Your waters will spread inside me