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