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Return of The Voice



Eloy - Return of The Voice - Текст песни

Now I'm grow in many doubts
Cheerful weakness forced me on
From the highest place in space
? dogs don't take away my face
Rushing in surrounding me
Asking for reason praise of me
? alive steals life from death
Only in ? knowlege ways will die my final breath   
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