| Song | The Clarion Call |
| Artist | Falconer |
| Album | Chapters From A Vale Forlorn |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Weinerhall | |
| All my visions of seeing tomorrow | |
| It's cracking and fading away | |
| Hopes of glory are drowned in sorrow | |
| This distension expels us to the yesterday | |
| Leave the truth to your lust of pride | |
| They fight so brave a heart | |
| Or cast the oak of Endiaside | |
| And keep the land from falling apart | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It's calling out to one and all | |
| Who will live and who will fall | |
| Who will walk the golden hall | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It's calling out to one and all | |
| Who is right and who is wrong | |
| Whose side is god really on | |
| What are the alliances and treaties for | |
| As pretenders haven't look to the sky | |
| All the trumpets will sounds once more | |
| And victory will be given another try | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It's calling out to one and all | |
| Who will live and who will fall | |
| Who will walk the golden hall | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It's calling out to one and all | |
| Our blood must be spilled | |
| So the nobles vision | |
| Can be fulfilled | |
| The night harvest our land | |
| While the good citizens reach for their dreams | |
| The nation split by force hands | |
| While their pride slowly vaporise | |
| Into a steam that escapes their eyes | |
| A fool is he who can not foresee | |
| Hell is what this our land will be | |
| Yes, hell is what this our land will be | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It's calling out to one and all | |
| Who will live and who will fall | |
| Who will walk the golden hall | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It's calling out to one and all | |
| Who is right and who is wrong | |
| Whose side is god really on | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It's calling out to one and all | |
| Who will live and who will fall | |
| Who will walk the golden hall | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It's calling out to one and all | |
| Which side will finally prevail | |
| While the other side will fail | |
| How many pretenders can we endure | |
| The land is bleeding so not many more | |
| Who may better the royal swept a sway | |
| Questions, questions | |
| You'll see at the end of the day |
| zuo qu : Weinerhall | |
| All my visions of seeing tomorrow | |
| It' s cracking and fading away | |
| Hopes of glory are drowned in sorrow | |
| This distension expels us to the yesterday | |
| Leave the truth to your lust of pride | |
| They fight so brave a heart | |
| Or cast the oak of Endiaside | |
| And keep the land from falling apart | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Who will live and who will fall | |
| Who will walk the golden hall | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Who is right and who is wrong | |
| Whose side is god really on | |
| What are the alliances and treaties for | |
| As pretenders haven' t look to the sky | |
| All the trumpets will sounds once more | |
| And victory will be given another try | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Who will live and who will fall | |
| Who will walk the golden hall | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Our blood must be spilled | |
| So the nobles vision | |
| Can be fulfilled | |
| The night harvest our land | |
| While the good citizens reach for their dreams | |
| The nation split by force hands | |
| While their pride slowly vaporise | |
| Into a steam that escapes their eyes | |
| A fool is he who can not foresee | |
| Hell is what this our land will be | |
| Yes, hell is what this our land will be | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Who will live and who will fall | |
| Who will walk the golden hall | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Who is right and who is wrong | |
| Whose side is god really on | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Who will live and who will fall | |
| Who will walk the golden hall | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Which side will finally prevail | |
| While the other side will fail | |
| How many pretenders can we endure | |
| The land is bleeding so not many more | |
| Who may better the royal swept a sway | |
| Questions, questions | |
| You' ll see at the end of the day |
| zuò qǔ : Weinerhall | |
| All my visions of seeing tomorrow | |
| It' s cracking and fading away | |
| Hopes of glory are drowned in sorrow | |
| This distension expels us to the yesterday | |
| Leave the truth to your lust of pride | |
| They fight so brave a heart | |
| Or cast the oak of Endiaside | |
| And keep the land from falling apart | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Who will live and who will fall | |
| Who will walk the golden hall | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Who is right and who is wrong | |
| Whose side is god really on | |
| What are the alliances and treaties for | |
| As pretenders haven' t look to the sky | |
| All the trumpets will sounds once more | |
| And victory will be given another try | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Who will live and who will fall | |
| Who will walk the golden hall | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Our blood must be spilled | |
| So the nobles vision | |
| Can be fulfilled | |
| The night harvest our land | |
| While the good citizens reach for their dreams | |
| The nation split by force hands | |
| While their pride slowly vaporise | |
| Into a steam that escapes their eyes | |
| A fool is he who can not foresee | |
| Hell is what this our land will be | |
| Yes, hell is what this our land will be | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Who will live and who will fall | |
| Who will walk the golden hall | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Who is right and who is wrong | |
| Whose side is god really on | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Who will live and who will fall | |
| Who will walk the golden hall | |
| Do you hear the clarion call | |
| It' s calling out to one and all | |
| Which side will finally prevail | |
| While the other side will fail | |
| How many pretenders can we endure | |
| The land is bleeding so not many more | |
| Who may better the royal swept a sway | |
| Questions, questions | |
| You' ll see at the end of the day |