There are whispers in the tree And they're calling me Oh they're calling, Calling me back again The falling rain sounds like a melody, A melody, that's long been gone An almost forgotten one All the sirens and the demons They're teasing me The promise of their chains to release me free The snake and the devil They're pleasing me But I left them Howling I left them howling I'm riding on the back of an elephant It guides me, to the tempted land Golden fields of sweet sweet lies They scratch their hands While I'm passing by A shadow in his own light All the sirens and the demons They're teasing me The promise of their chains to release me free The snake and the devil They're pleasing me But I left them Howling I left them howling But I left them