Return Of The Voice — текст песни (Eloy)





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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