Isle of the dead, towering cyprus trees, Christ-like figure in white, stand in your boat And cast your mood upon me. I might have known. This holy gown of stars, hung for miles, from my father's halls... ...now i am.
Isle of the dead, towering cyprus trees, Christ-like figure in white, stand in your boat And cast your mood upon me. I might have known. This holy gown of stars, hung for miles, from my father's halls... ...now i am.