On the road
On this old boat
Above are the lightnings
They're bright as stars
You can see them falling
In the dark

Every time
Ghosts are on line
They cross it and they punish it
It retained them all
I just have a phobia
Of the greatest God

There is a key
For men to be
Stronger than the angels
But they'll ruin the world
I don't need no promises
I'm free to go

I see the light
It could be God
Every time I see it
I would cry and weep
He will not take me
'Cause my soul's cheap