Can you see the shore?
Maybe ours'll be the next
The waters roar
The clouds turn over me
And we say goodbye
In prayer, in mourning, we say goodbye
Under city skies
They held us like cattle
On the cold stone of the docks in Leith
Now the flags fly high as the captain sails us west
Some call it God's Land, some call it death
Some call it God's Land, some call it death
Some call it God's Land, some call it death
It's a single strand, all the time that's left
Some call it God's Land, some call it death
Under dead of night
A storm brewed on the water
Our only shelter was the bay
But the anchor wouldn't hold us
Two hundred captives felt the hull give way
And the rocks below
Sung so softly of the future
I found the cargo door
Tried to force it with my hand
But it stood firm against me
And my knuckles bruised and bloodied
I heard a stranger pray for the other side
Some call it God's Land, some call it death
Some call it God's Land, some call it death
It's a single strand, all the time that's left
Some call it God's Land, some call it death
Forty-seven men were all that lived from hundreds
The captain said, "Each slave alive will cost me coin."
So we turned and fled to the village on the island
To carve a life
And at night l think on them
And how in life they were hunted
And I pray in death they're free
For there's nothing left
Save some some graves by the ocean
Where the cattle tread
Where land meets the sea
