The Nearing Grave
Long Distance Calling
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Call of the grim
My nearing grave
Earth's cold temple
The turning wave
Trees abide
In the sound of air
Jaded soul
Are you going my way
I came once I heard you sing
I came once I saw you
Your presence within my love
Weight did not bind me
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Voice from the mire
The calling head
His mouth of birds
Sound in white rain
Daybreak
Stand clear now
Here come the calm overcoming
Composition: Jonas Renkse, David Jordan, Florian Füntmann, Janosch Rathmer, Jan Christopher Hoffmann, and Relmut Van Bonn
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