The Calling (Mk II)

Clear your tears and dry your eyes
We live in fear and drunken lies
Douse the flames of evil dawning
The cold blade falls on misty morning
And for their sins we live and die
The angel cowers in blackened skies
So take my hand and walk again
We'll take a walk through yellow rain
She's calling, just calling...
She's calling, just calling...

So now's the time we hear the calling
While lovers feast by mirrored pools
A million cries from shattered faces
We dance in tune to the pipes of gold
She's calling, just calling...
She's calling, just calling...
She's calling, just calling...
She's calling, just calling...
She's calling, just calling...
She's calling, just calling...
She's calling, just calling...
She's calling, just calling...
She's calling, just calling...
She's calling, just calling...

The Calling (Mk II)

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