Called By The Fire - Ihsahn

The sky is clouded and grey like a mirror

Dreams of celestial bliss buried deep

An invisible web of whispers

Spread out over dead-end streets

Silently blessing the virtue of sleep

I’m still called by the fire

My spirit is called by the fire

Yes, I’m still called by the fire

Called by the fire

Eternally

The flickering light

The heat of the flame creates and devours

In my soul there is night

Every day I grow more immune to social sedatives

Every day the web is more transparent

United in fear and the comfort of reason

Illusions that we are all peers

Walking the stairs I am ever more awake

I’m still called by the fire

My spirit is called

Called by the fire

Yes, I’m still called by the fire

I’m still called by the fire

The black cloud is beneath me

And I laugh

I’m still called (Called by the fire)

Its beckoning my soul (Called by the fire)

Its calling, calling my name (Called by the fire)

Im still called by the fire