I feel a primal call. A supernatural instinct. I want and I must. To cross the mists and darkness, Climb a mountain And gaze at the stormy sea. I want to find… Her face is in the night, her memory obscured by the stars... [Instrumental] I feel a primal call. A supernatural instinct. I want and I must. To cross the mists and darkness, Climb a mountain And gaze at the stormy sea. I want to find… Her face is in the night, her memory obscured by the stars... [Instrumental] [Ending]
