On our way back from the glory
We're escaping, sleeping roughly
Fearful nightmares full of rain
Night is freezing, sunk our sail

In desolation weak signs of life now
Our hope is smiling, joyfully sings

In the kingdom of nothing
We hold the course of the illusion
Through the islands of madness
Our darkest phase of confusion

Not a dream about your island
The ship is drifting, dark and silent
The ship is drifting, dark and silent
Ploughing oceans like a phantom
Through unknown ways, vague and stranger

In desolation weak signs of life now
Our hope is smiling, blissfully singing

In the kingdom of nothing
We hold the course of the illusion
Through the islands of madness
We've crossed the lines to confusion