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
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