Dirk Schumacher

Call to the arms



In the heat of the night
Let passion take control
When we go face the fight
Come and hear my call!

In the light of the day
When the fight takes its toll
and we will choose the way
Come and hear my call!

Its the warm embrace of friendship of bloodbrothers
that makes us stand our ground
and hold up high our flagpole during battle.

It s the call of the wild
In the dead of the night
Its the call of the wild,
Calling us into fight

You can always call me to the arms,
No matter whats at stake,
Nobody shall ever mean you no harm
Remembering that blood brothers aint no fake!

It s the call of the wild
In the dead of the night
Its the call of the wild,
Calling us into fight

Its the call of a friend,
Making me play my role,
When you call in the end
I`ll come to hear your call!

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 10/27/2013.

 

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