Letra da Música The Nearing Grave Long Distance Calling

Call of the grim
My nearing grave
Earth's cold temple
The turning wave
Trees abide
In the sound of air
Jaded soul
Are you going my wayI came once I heard you sing
I came once I saw you
Your presence within my love
Weight did not bind meVoice from the mire
The calling head
His mouth of birds
Sound in white rainDaybreak
Stand clear now
Here come the calm overcoming

Composição: David Jordan / Florian Füntmann / Jan Christopher Hoffmann / Janosch Rathmer / Jonas Renkse / Relmut Van Bonn.