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