The Call of the Spearow
Is filled with sorrow


It speaks of its thoughts
That there is no tomorrow


It makes its home at the
Top of the gallows


The path that you walk
It continues to narrow


The raven knows that you deserve this
All your sins are paid for - no more excuses
Hang there dying; no one's crying

The time has come for you to heed
The Call of the Spearow


You wake from your slumber
As you start to wander


See its narrowed eyes
At the crack of thunder


Soaring towards you
With vengeance, ponders


Its drilling peck will
Send you under


The raven knows that you deserve this
All your sins are paid for - no more excuses
Hang there dying; no one's crying

The time has come for you to heed
The Call of the Spearow


Spearow's voice calls out
Through your homeland


Your hope of a savior
Is sinking like quicksand


Don't look back
You'll be sure to regret it


The gust from its wings
Will destroy all your senses


The raven knows that you deserve this
All your sins are paid for - no more excuses
Hang there dying; no one's crying

The time has come for you to heed
The Call of the Spearow


Spearow