The White Ship -

Gazing out toward the black sea

Bestowing my torch, lighting the pathways

I am the keeper guarding North Point

Charged to this tower, sworn to the dark nights

While my beam cuts the horizon

Secrets do lurk behind the gray mist

From the vapors emerges a white ship

Beckoning to me, its charioteer calls:

Follow me to the waves

Sail to your dreams of unknown, nameless shores

Grasp onto the helm

Steer for the lost, forgotten lands of old

The White Ship rides forever to distant tides

The White Ship rides, following its feathered guide

Borne upon the billowing waves and wind

We sail onto glorious lands of gods

Sona-Nyl and Thalarion

Yet my heart lies in Cathuria

Against his will, the captain agrees to leave

For miles and miles following wings above

Never finding the land of Cathuria

I’ve forsaken all that is now lost

Dragged forward, we yield

Unto the dark, abysmal door ahead

Deep into the void

Whirling our ship into the mouth of Hell

The White Ship rides forever to distant tides

The White Ship rides, following its feathered guide

The White Ship rides forever to distant tides

The White Ship rides, following its feathered guide