Dead Souls

Stampa   |   Correggere

Someone take these dreams away,
That point me to another day,
A duel of personalities,
That stretch all true realities

That keep calling me,
They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me

Where figures from the past stand tall,
And mocking voices ring the halls
Imperialistic house of prayer,
Conquistadors who took their share

That keep calling me,
They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me

Calling me, calling me, calling me, calling me

They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me,
They keep calling me






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