Motorpsycho - The Hollow Lands lyrics

They nabbed me poaching last spring said I could choose to sail or swing told me a cabin boy I'd be sold me the slops, shipped me to sea made a sailor out of me. It seems the order was clear: ‘go see if anything's there' so our ship set sail found her course, and in a month a hundred souls slipped through the veil to state our claim to the Hollow Lands So, washed clean of our sins we were borne before the wind but paying heed to the muttering men the ship is cursed, and we'll be lucky to ever come back home again. From the Hollow Lands it's a fool's errand and a vain attempt: a vainglorious dream dreamt.