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I'm looking through the window, |
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Outside the fog is slowly flowing on the streets, |
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And all around in darkness, |
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Maybe the moon decided to fly away from here... |
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Who is calling ? |
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Is it for me ? |
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I can hear like a breeze in my hair, |
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I can't believe it is real... |
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A strange wind blows from nothing, |
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The candles in my room are dead in one shot, |
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I feel a mystic presence, |
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Seems like it's coming from a different place... |
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What is comming, am |
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I fooling ? |
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I can feel there's shape in the night, |
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That voice is filling my mind... |
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Somewhere |
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I can hear a whisper, |
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Seems like it's calling my name. |
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Don't know where it's from, |
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It came so deep, that voice is raping me |
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Like a melody... |
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There is no escape from madness, |
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There is no hope to stop this winding whispering, |
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And I surrender to that, |
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My soul is lost without a chance to have it back : |
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Lost for ever, now and ever |
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To this magical sound that |
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I hear, That run so deep in my ears |
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Somewhere |
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I can hear a whisper, |
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Seems like it's calling my name. |
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Don't know where it's from, |
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It came so deep, that voice is raping me |
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Like a melody... |
