| 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? |
| 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 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 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 I hear
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| That run so deep in my ears
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| Somewhere 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… |