For most men in a prison live
Where in the sun's hot eye
They give their blood
To god of work
Dreaming Beyond
Their prison wall
Dreaming Beyond
Their prison wall
Dreaming Beyond
Their prison wall
As year after year, the end come closer
Some of them take a breath
And with tired hands reach through the waves
The old wooden boat of their dreams
They become for a while
The old captain of their own life
Escaping from their prison
To the wide ocean of a new one
To the wide ocean of a new one
To the wide ocean of a new one
Sailing from West to the East
They finally release the beast
And no one who have seen their eyes
Who'll ever stop their hopeless dreams
HEY!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
And then the tempest strikes them
And then the tempest strikes them
The tempest strikes them
The tempest strikes them
Between the light and the storm
They still laugh at their fate
With a scary face
And empty eyes
Splitting their flesh from their soul
Still sailing in a blind faith
Right to the void and the edge of the world
In a last hail they disappear
In a last hail they disappear
In a last hail they disappear
In a last hail they disappear
In a last hail they disappear
In a last hail they disappear
In a last hail they disappear
In a last hail they disappear
They disappear
Is there no life, but these alone?
Madman or slave
Must man be one?