Falconer. The Clarion Call. Zeneszám

All our visions of sweet tomorrow
Is cracking and fading away
Hopes of glory are drowned in sorrow
This dissension expels us to yesterday

Lead your troops into your lust of pride
They'll fight so brave at heart
Or cast the yoke of envy aside
And keep the land from falling apart

Do you hear the clarion call?
It's calling out to one and all
Who will live and who will fall
Who will walk the golden hall

Do you hear the clarion call?
It's calling out to one and all
Who is right and who is wrong
Whose side is God really on

What are the alliances and treaties for
As pretenders yet look to the sky
All the trumpets will sound once more
And victory will be given another try

Do you hear the clarion call?
It's calling out to one and all
Who will live and who will fall
Who will walk the golden hall

Do you hear the clarion call?
It's calling out to one and all
Our blood must be spilled
So the nobles visions can be fulfilled

The night harvests our land
While the dissidents reach for their dreams
The nations' split by false hands
While their prize slowly vaporize

Into a steam that escape their eyes
A fool is he who cannot foresee
Hell is what this, our land will be
Yes, hell is what this, our land will be

Do you hear the clarion call?
It's calling out to one and all
Who will live and who will fall
Who will walk the golden hall

Do you hear the clarion call?
It's calling out to one and all
Who is right and who is wrong
Whose side is God really on

Do you hear the clarion call?
It's calling out to one and all
Who will live and who will fall
Who will walk the golden hall

Do you hear the clarion call?
It's calling out to one and all
Which side will finally prevail
While the other side will fail

How many pretenders can we endure?
The land is bleeding, so not many more
Who may better the royal scepter sway?
Questions, questions, you'll see at the end of the day