Beating Tree (august 16 1995)

Across the sea is where I will be.
I wonder what awaits me, oh wonders that are heavenly.
The gaze of maidens that hold beauty unknown to me.
The end of a scythe, that death brings secretly.
The food of angels, the delights of the devil.
The riches of a king, The poverty of a stray dog.
Across the sea is where I will be.
I wonder what awaits me, oh wonders that are heavenly.