The earth should have opened

And swallowed us in

Stop at nothing inside us

Then a wind should have risen

From the deep mouth of our sea

And things should have been as they used to be



There is a doorway, a running sea inside of me

There is a calling inside of me, flowing from me

Inside of me (the)



Atlantic



Last call

Last hope for the last of the creed

Last call. Doorway

Your waters will spread inside me



The earth should have opened

And swallowed us in

Stop at nothing inside us

And when we meet again

The mountain I will be

Casting my shadow over your seas



There is a doorway. A running sea inside of me

There is a calling inside of me. Flowing from me

Inside of me (the)



Atlantic



Last call

Last hope for the last of the creed

Last call. Doorway

Your waters will spread inside me



"I am water turned blood

I am fury turned hope."

(The) Atlantic



Last call

Last hope for the last of the creed

Last call. Doorway

Your waters will spread inside me