Alone, I sail these Wicked Seas
The waves crash, and bring me to my knees
To my knees... to my knees...
I can hear your cries calling, calling through those darkened skies, the storm rages on, it beats me down
Suffering, relentlessly
Tormenting, endlessly alone
so alone... so alone....
so ah-lone....
Well I know you're there! Standing, Standing on that island shore! waiting,
waiting desperately!
So I fight through this bitter cold, behind me lay the leagues,
that make me old... make me old...
make me old.....
The Ice forms in blackened spires
that strike me down!