There Is No One Calling - In Mitra Medusa Inri

There’s no one innocent

His face is frozen

Like a stone

His body is tired and the fight against the death

It’s so hard to let you go

It’s so hard to let you go

There is no one calling

There is no one calling

There is no one calling

no one calling

Remember him

It was the last day in august

He was lying in his bed

His eyes are closed

There’s no chance

Not his music, not his friends, not his father and not his mother

God is the only one

God is the only one

There is no one calling

There is no one calling

There is no one calling

no one calling

There is no one calling

There is no one calling

There is no one calling

no one calling