The Call Lyrics

Wild trails,
Wolves' pawprints,
That do not go anywhere
That leades to nowhere
That leads to nowhere
Through divine forests
Through marshes and bogs
I answer the call
I answer the call

Over cold stones
Over mud-streamed prints
Through the silence of night I plod on
Through ravings of silent nights

Over roots of trees
Over speechless moss
I answer the call
I answer the call
Through the silence of night I plod on
Through ravings of silent nights
The places the cold stars are calling me to
In places the abyss beckons with splendor

The Moon's beast of ancient magic
The keeper of ancient knowledge
The helpmate of the first Gods
Which mind comes over the universe covers
By your steps
I answer the call

By wolves paths
I stray in the wood
I folly I wander
In magical circle
Stretching out my arms
To the sharp stars
By your steps
I go to your summons

...to the ocean's boundless void
To the heart of space's hard frost
Where the ice infinity
Immortalities breathe...
The Moon's beast of ancient magic
The keeper of ancient knowledge
The helpmate of the first Gods
Which mind comes over the universe covers
By your steps
I answer the call