Death Hawks
heed the calling
through the mist and haze
way over mother the mountain
Deep from the depths of the fountain
I heed the calling
Sing out my loving child
Sing out into the night
Youâll find your way back home again
with the calling
Bum a ride to another time
Memories going down the line
Wash off this face, all my stains
I heed the calling
Sing out my dearest children
Sing out your heart and pray
You find your way back home again
with the calling