The Call Of The Mountains
Eluveitie
Against the waves with our swords in our hands
Against the sea with our backs to the walls
Against distress in the presence of our enemies
Against the storms roaring at our faces
The cry rang out throughout the skies
That beckoned the flight of the cranes
The call of the mountains, ooh, ooh
The call of the alps
The call home, ooh, ooh
The tune in our hearts, the song of the mountains
What's that stir, so blatant in our sallying hearts?
What's that urge that lifted up our longing eyes?
What's that ring echoing from the leaden skies?
What's that augur resounding from the lyre's strings?
A cry rang out in the sibilant winds
A behest, the outcry of the cranes
The call of the mountains, ooh, ooh
The call of the alps
The call home, ooh, ooh
The tune in our hearts, the song of the mountains
The voice in the wind, the saint in the sky
The call of the mountains, ooh, ooh
The call of the alps
The call home, ooh, ooh
The tune in our hearts
The call of the mountains, ooh, ooh
The call of the alps
The call home, ooh, ooh
The tune in our hearts, the song of the mountains
