Sangtekst: Company of Thieves. Ordinary Riches. Past The Sleep.

Across the ocean, under the sand
That got in your wounds
Across the ocean, under the land
That you now consume
There sleeps a demon
It wakes at night by the light of the moon

And it's watchin' while you sleep
While you sit and dream
At all the people laughing, pickin' up the shells
Too concerned with suntans, nobody can tell

They end up empty, wanting, wondering
Hollow like the shells
On seashores from sailors and tales they'll never
Tell to their maidens and babies
Tales that they'll never tell

Across the ocean, under the water
That got in your lungs
There sleeps a demon
It knows exactly what you will become

And it's watchin' while you sleep
While you sit and dream
At all the people laughing, pickin' up the shells

Too concerned with suntans, nobody can tell

They end up empty, wanting, wondering
Hollow like the shells
On seashores from sailors and tales they'll never
Tell to their maidens and babies
Tales that they'll never tell

While you're dreaming, past the sleep
Leave behind the things you keep
While you're dreaming, past the sleep
Leave behind the things you keep

They end up empty, wanting, wondering
Hollow like the shells
On seashores from sailors and tales they'll never
Tell to their maidens and babies
Tales that they'll never tell

They'll never tell to thier maidens and babies
Tales that they'll never tell
They end up empty, wanting, wondering
Hollow like the shells