Lyrics:

Under the dog star sail
Over the reefs of moonshine
Under the skies of fall
North, north west, the stones of
Faroe

Under the Artic fire
Over the seas of
silence
Hauling on frozen ropes
For all my days
remaining
But would north be true?

All colours
bleed to red
Asleep on the ocean's bed
Drifting
in empty seas
For all my days remaining

But
would north be true?
Why should I?
Why should I cry
for you?
Dark angels follow me
Over the godless sea
Mountains of endless falling
For all my days remaining

What would be true?

Sometimes I see your
face
The stars seem to lose their place
Why must I
think of you?
Why must I?
Why should I?

Why
should I cry for you?
Why would you want me to?
And
what would it mean to say
That, 'I loved you in my
fashion'?

What would be true?
Why should I?
Why should I cry for you?