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Text: Dreamtale. Call Of The Wild.

Time, only time, but it's flowing
Covering our lives with its sand
Memories, flashbacks from the time that's passed
Slowly, mind fades, it happened too fast

Going back to that silent vale
Where those whispers first called me to stay

Whispers come back, mind loses track
I won't let it touch my lies
Howling, screaming, burning inside
I will not bow to you

See your wrath and loathing increasing
Feel the warmth of sun's appealing
Burning, twisting, you're not strong
Oh, you are wrong

Give me wings so that I could fly
Give me insight to see all those lies
Give me a stronger soul, that I will not bow
Give me the strength to go

Give me my wings so I could fly
Beyond the reach of lies
I will go back for a while
Over shards of our lives

Future holds me no prize
Into past, I shall dive
Call of the wild

Give me my wings so I could fly
Beyond the reach of lies
I will go back for a while
Over shards of our lives

Future holds me no prize
Into past, I shall dive
Call of the wild