Album: Wasteland (2004)

The Next Call

Count the days to the end, remembering the days that have
Passed hunt the ghost of a joy, happiness long gone
Love, forgotten faith, where is our gate to paradise
Fear our children have gained, nothing to do anymore

HICECONUNCFUTUIFORMOSAMFORMAPUELLAM
LAUDATUMAMULTISSEDLUTUSINTUSERAT

Make me stronger for the next call
Divert me from constant war
Make me stronger for the next call
Divert me from constant war

Count the days of repent, where are the days of a laugh
Hunt the ghost to the void, hunt it eternally
Loves thrown under the lies, no other gates mesmerise
Throw me over the wall into the endless ride

HICECONUNCFUTUIFORMOSAMFORMAPUELLAM
LAUDATUMAMULTISSEDLUTUSINTUSERAT

Make me stronger for the next call
Divert me from constant war
Make me stronger for the next call
Divert me from constant war

Make me stronger for the next call
Divert me from constant war
Make me stronger for the next call
Divert me from constant war