Eleutheria Lyrics

Captain, you are alone in your hope,

To travel on into this emptiness, where none have been!
Further, we will not go with you,

The ship will turn around the mark is set for home.

The pilot charts, they mean nothing now -

He had lost his mind before he disappeared.

Take them all, may they serve you well,
Live or die upon the Second Sea.

What do the pilot charts mean?

(Circling in the sky...)

Something recalled from a dream?
(My hysteria...)

Seems like a memory to me;

(Distant birds they cry...)

The sky reaching over the sea...

Eleutheria!