Skellig

Like mighty ships that sail the Atlantic foam

The Skellig Isles parade the Kerry Coast

It's a strange place with the needle's eye

Where shipwrecks lie

Where the king of the world rested for a while

And a place for the pilgrim, a sanctuary of time

Fourteen steps to nowhere, out of solid stone

Don't lead us to the Heavens or lead us to the sea

The Vikings came to plunder and destroy

But to this day the holy relics stand

In a blind mans cove, where the wailing woman sigh

And the seagulls cry

Where the king of the world rested for a while

And a place for the pilgrim, a sanctuary of time

Fourteen steps to nowhere, out of solid stone

Don't lead us to the Heavens or lead us to the sea

A journey to these islands, so rare

The sound of screaming souls that fill the air

A thousand wings, against the sky

And gray seals disguised

Where the king of the world rested for a while

And a place for the pilgrim, a sanctuary of time

Fourteen steps to nowhere, out of solid stone

Don't lead us to the Heavens or lead us to the sea