Caught in the crossbow of ideas and journeys
Sit here reliving the other self's mournings
Caught in the crossbow of ideas and dawnings
Stand I
Oh oh oh oh
Reliving the past of the maddening impulse
Violent upheaval, the pure driven instinct
The pure driven murder, the attraction of daring
Stand I
Why didn't you call on me
Why didn't you call on me
Why didn't you call on me
Why didn't you call
[Rowena:]
A wild being from birth
My spirit spurns control
Wondering the wide earth
Searching for my soul
Dimly peering
I would surely find
What could there be more purely bright
In truth's day-star
Sit here reliving the other self's mournings
Caught in the crossbow of ideas and dawnings
Stand I
Oh oh oh oh
Reliving the past of the maddening impulse
Violent upheaval, the pure driven instinct
The pure driven murder, the attraction of daring
Stand I
Why didn't you call on me
Why didn't you call on me
Why didn't you call on me
Why didn't you call
[Rowena:]
A wild being from birth
My spirit spurns control
Wondering the wide earth
Searching for my soul
Dimly peering
I would surely find
What could there be more purely bright
In truth's day-star
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