The Calling - Gothminister

Descendent from a distant past

It holds an ancient secret

The curse will unfold at last

She carries the force of angels

Transmitting from the phantom land

For healing souls of godless breed

She was left with the children of the damned

Behold, he"s calling

Deep down where your dreams end

Darkness embrace you

One day it forsakes you

We"re stalking the last disciple

She"s spreading the old decease

Possessed with demon skills

Giving birth to eternal heresy

Burn skin, and no regrets

She was left with the children of the damned