Vessels

Currachs from the éire
Gently slide below the stars
Carrying in their fragile shells
Those who don't fear the dark

Yet the sea will soon deceive
Those who deem themselves brave
Will their aim be achieved?
Will the deep become their grave?

I pray to gods who once came from afar
I seek the land we were told we'd be free from the pain
I pray to gods who once came from afar
Onward to kingdoms I have seen in my dreams of samhain

Naus from portus cale
Built to leave open scars
Carrying in their hardened shells
Those who will bring the dark

Yet the sea will soon deceive
Those who deem themselves brave
Will their aim be achieved?
Will the deep become their grave?

I pray to gods who once came from afar
I seek the land we were told we'd be free from the pain
I pray to gods who once came from afar
Onward to kingdoms I have seen in my dreams of samhain

When the gale came and dragged us ashore
We could feel as one

But the storm thus came and rocked us inside it
We felt forlorn

And above the waves of the sea no longer silent
We were on our own

Yet the mist dispersed and we opened our eyes
To the beautiful sight
No one would believe
What we had just
Done