Levante

By the light of the northern star
Lost among the blue void of the sea
In this blood red sunset still I dream
Sailing ships across the ocean wide
Where the night kills the day
Clouds already closing in upon them
I left the cross so far behind
I am searching for glory, not for faith
A whisper to which I am deaf
Glory, not faith
Absolution for my pride I shall not find
Foolish man who dares
To reach east by sailing west
On this hidden path I will always walk alone
Distant skies I’m yearning for
To the unknown I belong
Hopes still growing strong inside
Everlasting is the voyager
As a church, this bleak sand
My religion worships the coming world
I left the cross so far behind
I am searching for glory, not for faith
A whisper to which I am deaf
Glory, not faith
Amen