Dead Souls (The Factory, Manchester Live 11 April 1980) 歌詞
Someone take these dreams away
That point me to another day
A duel of personalities
That stretch all true realities
That keep calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Where figures from the past stand tall
And mocking voices ring the halls
Imperialistic house of prayer
Conquistadors who took their share
That keep calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Calling me calling me calling me calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
They keep calling me