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Pulsating fear, surprise my ear, so come here
you are jittery, please trust in me, my dear
Take your time and come aside to green light
I loose my time, I'll disappear with daylight
A tiny gate that dances in the wall
what kind of voice, what kind of call
that pours into my hollow head,
my heavy ear, I have to leave this hall
Love to follow my inner call.

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Appearance Of The Voice
Eloy



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