These walls are closing in fast
If I'm not in control of my life
Then why should they stop?
Cannot take much more of hypocritical benign
Before this is over you will hear my call
Call to the old stone gods
To the breathless ones
It's the call of the wild
Who we are
Call, call to the old stone gods
To the breathless ones
It's the call of the wild
Who we are
Cannot take much more of hypocritical benign
The stones have been set on a pathway with no end
In the arms of the betrayer
I will find no rest in that you will hear my call
Call to the old stone gods
To the breathless ones
It's the call of the wild
Who we are
Bring us armageddon
Bring forth the end of time
And when the sun gives out
The wild shall still ride on
In this pit of despair I seek solitude
In that one day you will hear my call
Call, call to the old stone gods
To the breathless ones
It's the call of the wild
Who we are
In this pit of despair I seek solitude
In that one day you will hear my call