Home, A Call
When at the break of day at a river side
I hear a silent sea wailing
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Fast fall the eventides, swift ebbs flow of hell's glows
Hapless snail wadling a puddle of fettered shells
Along crystal fountain of salvations
Plowing in rumbling pangs of ignorance
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Home, A Call
Home, A Call
When at the break of day at a river side
I hear a silent sea wailing
Wailing like a Lion roaring in coaxing horrific
Solos
A Clarion's calls I hear
Rigging with harsh mystic rhythm
With indistinct voice, hovering in the air
Blustering my thought with a phrase;
' Of my transient voyage on the sea of life '
Darkness impregnated the day
And fear impregnated the night
Silence bewailed the folks souls
And elegy, ravaged the earth of millions souls
Flood and tide, came a visit
To the shore, they took me far;
Afar, where no eyes could behold,
There, I shall find my rest,
Tell the winds not to wail
Tell the somber night to jocund
For all hearts is mortal
Farewell songs, I want not
For my days is hundred and twenty