When figures from the past stand tall
And mocking voices ring the hall
Imperialistic house of prayer
Conquistadors who took their share
That keep calling me – they keep calling me
Keep on calling me – they keep calling me
Another day – another time
The dreams can’t stop or rectify
We’re born into a living scene
It draws me in – keeps calling me
Keeps calling me – keeps calling me
Keeps calling me – calling me
de dode zielen zijn niet meer. oh well.
klinkt: soundgarden – superunknown