To the Calling of Blood and Dreams by Witherscape Lyrics
Look away, the morning comes
He will speak before the tortured son, infamy
Look away as the demons call
Now hear the vow of a desperate man
He couldn't live with his broken heart in a dream
Harder to waken on the hour's toll
Searching the sleep of the fallen brave
Headed to daylight, those who prey on him
Now the whispers prey on him!
She is the woman, confessions from the priest
Just to waken the lifelong years of dark decay
He can hear she’s decided not to sleep
He should thank and accept her feeble words to be
Mindful hour won't pass him by
He believes it's just a game they play
Hiding it all, concealing her, burning the way
Back to the lonely road
Please be the one who knows!
He cannot hear the words that she's screaming
He cannot change the world tonight
He fears not what he has heard in their old dreams
He knows he cannot save the world!
How can he leave this open
For the burning fire?
He can see her face
How in the world can
He follow her naked truth?
He can taste the dire
How can we count
The stars of the fallen day?
He can hear her voice
The connection to
The garden is her soul
He can feel her pain!
If she leaves him now
The aching part of his life
If he could hold her again
He would never be wrong
To the end of days
If she believes him now
The sun will return in time
And he will drag her out, out of Hell
To his world in every way
He couldn’t live with his broken heart in a dream
Harder to waken on the hour's toll
Searching the sleep of the fallen brave
Headed to daylight, those who prey on him
When the beautiful is his!
He cannot hear the words that she's screaming
He cannot change the world tonight
He fears not what he has heard in their old dreams
To the calling of blood and dreams
He will speak before the tortured son, infamy
Look away as the demons call
Now hear the vow of a desperate man
He couldn't live with his broken heart in a dream
Harder to waken on the hour's toll
Searching the sleep of the fallen brave
Headed to daylight, those who prey on him
Now the whispers prey on him!
She is the woman, confessions from the priest
Just to waken the lifelong years of dark decay
He can hear she’s decided not to sleep
He should thank and accept her feeble words to be
Mindful hour won't pass him by
He believes it's just a game they play
Hiding it all, concealing her, burning the way
Back to the lonely road
Please be the one who knows!
He cannot hear the words that she's screaming
He cannot change the world tonight
He fears not what he has heard in their old dreams
He knows he cannot save the world!
How can he leave this open
For the burning fire?
He can see her face
How in the world can
He follow her naked truth?
He can taste the dire
How can we count
The stars of the fallen day?
He can hear her voice
The connection to
The garden is her soul
He can feel her pain!
If she leaves him now
The aching part of his life
If he could hold her again
He would never be wrong
To the end of days
If she believes him now
The sun will return in time
And he will drag her out, out of Hell
To his world in every way
He couldn’t live with his broken heart in a dream
Harder to waken on the hour's toll
Searching the sleep of the fallen brave
Headed to daylight, those who prey on him
When the beautiful is his!
He cannot hear the words that she's screaming
He cannot change the world tonight
He fears not what he has heard in their old dreams
To the calling of blood and dreams