吉他社

The Last Kind Words

Monsters of the Deep

Is there a promised land or am I
On the journey going to nowhere?
Are the streets paved with gold or am I
Slipping on the mold that slowly grows there?

Every man has his conscience
Sanity

Left along the way
Carried in this vessel
(Vessel), setting forth together now
Out towards, the Monsters of the Deep

Set your sights on rocky shores
You just might run aground...on the reef
(On the reef), journey's in the destination
Mention fear, you're falling on deaf ears

Every man has his conscience
Sanity

Left along the way
Carried in this vessel
(Vessel), setting forth together now
Out towards, the Monsters of the Deep

Aye, aye

Left along the way
Carried in this vessel
(Vessel), setting forth together now
Out towards, the Monsters of the Deep

Monsters of the Deep.