Itґs been told about the mighty land, The sun is never setting from the sky Gold is washed up on the shore, to a shifting sand The dream about the day when I'll never die Charging through the open sea, no signs to lead the way Wind will shift and carry us at hand
We feel the walls are closing in The tide will take a turn, will make us drift ashore
Keep on holding on, Keep on holding to the flame And life will go on Keep on holding on, Keep holding Life will still go on
Holding on to promises and what the legends say We will see the shore of our land Skyline meets an open bay, Illusions might betray Onward to the land of mystery