Shadow Call کے بول

Whispers in the waves of white Like a razor in your second sight I will search for reasons Turning pain to gold I will search for reasons As the words are sown Feel the shadow call And shimmer as the ice Begins to fall With all we’ve denied Listless as the feeling dies The phoenix waits beyond her pyre An avalanche of seasons A flood of hope and wine Every word is treason Every dream divine Feel the shadow call And shimmer as the ice Begins to fall With all we’ve denied Whispers in the waves of white Like a razor in your second sight Feel the shadow call And shimmer as the ice Begins to fall With all we’ve denied Feel the shadow call And shimmer as the ice Begins to fall With all we’ve denied