Tekster: All That Remains. The Fall Of Ideals. This Calling.

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I secretly crave, crave that scent again
Still feel it pressing on me now
Now with the onset, my flesh is weakening
I steel my nerves for temptations at hand again

And I hear this calling still you don't seem so far at all
And I hear this calling out

No secrets deception for these would tear this down
I'll note the past spare the pain
words match my deeds with brutal honesty
never forget these choices were made by me

And I hear this calling still you don't seem so far at all
And I hear this calling out

Not falling victim to the fire that burns inside of me
though I am fearful I will not prevent this tragedy
My strengths been tested I wear the scars that prove
Still I believe that this calling will see me through

And I hear this calling still you don't seem so far at all
And I hear this calling out

My strengths been tested I wear the scars that prove
Still I believe that this calling will see me through