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Stormwind and thunder

We lot the oar of hope

Without direction

Drifting away from...

Our course to the island

So many miles from home

Maybe we're sailing

Straight to the end of the world

Down, down to the shore

Out of the sea

Odin is calling for me

They told of monsters

Out there where nobody should go

High as a mountain

Tearing us down in the

Depth of the cold sea