Tales from Freedom Lost :: Calling

I hear my calling,
Rustling through the air,
Echoing in my brain.
I wish that the war would die down.

Deep in the ocean,
I want to swim with the fish
Above the rocky reefs.

Life is a murmur
But we must LIVE!

Shadows creep up on our lost souls,
Souls blackened,
Tortured,
In the endless night.

Born with a curse,
Deeply saddened
By thy vine,
I'm white,
A man
- Terrible curse.

Spiritual being
On a wrong plain
Deeply wise and unwise
Countless crows.