Terror And Withdraw Lyrics & Chords By Fockewolf

I hear you calling me father dead brother
You're eyes i am seeking in distant memory
The hidden enemy in present mystry i hear
You calling me great father my call the
Birds are flying in circles the wind beneath
Their wings it's in my dream they are calling
The death circle crows all around me dear
Father they're calling in circles they're
Flying in resurrection the wind now is
Chilling grandfather is spilling sea tears
On skin tearing deep fears to surface in
Contemplation he calleth he calleth he
Dead brother great father