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Like mighty ships that sail atlantic foam
The skellig isles parade the kerry coast
It's a strange place
With a needle's eye
Where shipwrecks lie
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Where the king of the world
Rested for a while
And a place for the pilgrim
A sanctuary of time
Fourteen steps to nowhere
Out of solid stone
Don't lead us to the heavens
Or lead us to the sea
The vikings came to plunder and destroy
But to this day the holy relics stand
In a blind mans cove
Where the wailing woman sighs
And the seagulls cry
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A journey to these islands so rare
The sound of screaming souls that fill the air
A thousand wings
Against the sky
And grey seal's disguised
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