Shadow Call

The Awakening

Compositor: Ashton Nyte

Whispers in the waves of white
Like a razor in your second sight
I will search for reasons
Turning pain to gold
I will search for reasons
As the words are sown

Feel the shadow call
And shimmer as the ice
Begins to fall
With all we’ve denied

Listless as the feeling dies
The phoenix waits beyond her pyre
An avalanche of seasons
A flood of hope and wine
Every word is treason
Every dream divine

Feel the shadow call
And shimmer as the ice
Begins to fall
With all we’ve denied

Whispers in the waves of white
Like a razor in your second sight

Feel the shadow call
And shimmer as the ice
Begins to fall
With all we’ve denied
Feel the shadow call
And shimmer as the ice
Begins to fall
With all we’ve denied