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)
