The Will of the Ancient Call

Left all alone with my thoughts, madness abounds me
 These timeworn hills endless roll, no walls that surround me
 No roof overhead, The sun and the says
 A sermon from depths of the stone, the ancient of days
 These dreams haunt me
 As the ossuary overflows
 Ceaseless whispers
 Of a voice calling out from far below
 The Will of the Ancient Call
 The ties that bind
 The Will of the Ancient Call
 Runs through my bloodline
 All these walls seem to speak, echoes ring from beneath
 Awaiting death's final call, the sweet release
 These dreams haunt me
 A sacrifice the voice commands
 Ceaseless whispers
 The blood of my child on my hands
 The Will of the Ancient Call
 The ties that bind
 The Will of the Ancient Call
 Runs through my bloodline