Lyrics:

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
Setting forth together, now
Out towards the monsters of the deep

Set your sights on the rocky shores
You might just run aground on the reef
The journey and the destination mention fear
You're falling on deaf ears