Singer: Daniel Droste [Clear] It's been five days In these boats of the Glen Carrig When I's awed by such solitude Alas, God moves in mysterious ways [Growl] So we pulled wearily towards the isle I swear t'was all but flagrant flatness If we'd only known it was sheer madness We'd stay away many a nautical mile [Growl] Then there came the first telling of life Like a lonesome wind or a breathy sigh Yet there was no breeze that filled the air With such a despairful cry [Growl] We harked to the weeping of souls When it died away - no further calls There was this monstrous silence after all Again we harked - what might next befall? [Growl] A sullen growling from afar - The dark was full of it, I swear Aye, no word of which I've knowlede So well describes this hunger, most awesome to the ear