The Calling

The spell above my head
To call, to create another life
The power high to hold the hand
To fall into the waters of the midnight

I call the angels crying for help
Writing a verse with my own blood
Cried for Heaven’s mercy, for one last breath
I thought that there left last drop of love
In this miserable cruel world
Till the very day I’ve tried to have a faith
A holy hope I have once shared

May I ask you a thing?
Do you believe…
Do you believe in dreams?

Face the dreams above your head
The spell upon the midnight dale
Fullmoon nights’ whispers are insane

The spell above my head
To call, to create another life
The power high to hold your hand
Keeping you away from falling
Into stormy waters of the midnight

Do you believe in the curse of sin?
Do you feel a touch of power unseen?
Call the angels to sing for you
Through the dawn’s call upon cold morning dew

Take my hand, look deep
Into my eyes to see
The oceans of dreams
Show me your realm
Persuade me to enter your fantasy
I’ll show you that I’m not afraid

The spell above my head
To call, to create another life
The power high to hold your hand
To fall into the waters of the midnight