Santonian Shores
It has been decided. We'll set forth on this journey.
We packed the wagonsEverything arranged, there is no turning backThe time has comeAll too soonA stab all through my heart
The afterglowGlimmered on the roof of our homesteadWe bode the nightfall at handBelive set out into the dark
In this night the fires roaredAs fields were set ablazeIt rained ash from the skyIn a flaring hiss at night
Forward the land we knewOff to far and distant shoresA safe havenOff to these Santonian Shores
At the set of the sunAs mist billowed over the landWe got under wayWandering, towards our hopesI rode awhile and looked backGazed into the sea of flameslaying waste what we called homeI won't see this place again
A cortege as far as the eye can seeA vast migrant paradeThe glow of a distant dreamthe awakening came nighunder a starlit skyDreams within our heartsStep by step we marchedAway into the night