Island Of Lost Souls lyrics

Amidst a rolling scape of blue

Where land nor logic be

A metallic island bobs there

In this dynamic sapphire sphere

Where depth is but heaven above

Percieved by the mortal eye

What war can there be

No birds come here, yet to die

Still men breech the silence e'er

How can it be to work the deck

Enslaved by armaments thermal

Nature remains our master

Shining sun, fresh air, vivid colours

A quiet celebration, all that is life

Above a crew doomed by men

There is no rhyme or reason

Aboard a saline transference

Where a steel coffin floats

This microcosm of dissention

Tainted by diesel, grease, and must

Its inhabitants condemned

The land will never again be seen

Nor the faces familiar, endearing

Our incidental voyage to paradise