As the ship sails across the sea
Wind blows through my hair
Whispers words within my ears
But there’s a voice instead
This dream comes and goes
It seems a déjà vu to me
All the battles I have fought all the destinies
M y deeds will ever change

Will ever change?
I hear voices they course my fate
Keep saying don’t come to the land
Where the stug still runs free

Don’t you come to the land! or you might repent
You and your golden eagles won’t succeed

Should I listen to this warning
Should I take it just for real?
Should I keep going forward
Or follow the path of my heels?
So Seer, tell me more what it really means to be
Is the isle I have sought always in my dreams
At the reach of my hands?

Reach of my hands?
I guess when the voices will cease
From saying don’t come to the land
Where the stug still runs free.