Where the land ends and the pirate moon reigns
Let's go there and never come back again
White crosses stand against the silken black
Let's stay and never come back
On driftwood thrones
Just a saint in rose land, tin fingers on clay hands
Go harvest with nets, ploughs of the sand
Watch the sea part, makes a holy path
Towards the mount, crowned with stone and gla**
On driftwood thrones
Where the land ends and the pirate moon reigns
Let's go there and never come back again
White crosses stand against the silken black
Let's stay and never come back
On driftwood thrones