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Raging storms thrash the coast of our land The wild water beats, our vessels command The seas bellow deep, fierce, and wild Yet their whipping waves lift us, beguiled From threats, they call, to waters mild From threats, they call, to waters mild In the land of the Northern light's gleam Jade flows above like a lucid stream White trails below, stitch an icy seam Through naked plains, they twist and beam We walk our paths, the maps in our blood Fathers and sons, in the absence of God Fathers and sons, in the absence of God Under the heavens, with stars ablaze We witness the glimmer, the emerald haze Ever-shifting skies, like an artist's brush A masterpiece of light with each celestial rush We walk our paths, the maps in our blood Fathers and sons, in the absence of God The starlit sky, our undying guide We march our stitches, our spirits abide Letras de cancionesUnder the heavens, with stars ablaze We witness the glimmer, the emerald haze Ever-shifting skies, like an artist's brush A masterpiece of light with each celestial rush The starlit sky, our undying guide We march our stitches, our spirits abide Under the heavens, with stars ablaze We witness the glimmer, the emerald haze Ever-shifting skies, like an artist's brush A masterpiece of light with each celestial rush Fathers and sons, in the absence of God From Letras Mania