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Spirits Of The Dead Lyrics
Like a fast start is the sonorous wake,
A voice made of numberless
voices.
I'm turning round, looking for you,
But your sound springs
from inside.
You reality without essence,
Eternal fire and
icy pallor.
Tell me where you are from,
Thou obscure inhabitants of
dark.
Are you meloudious and bewitching
Or terrifying and deceptive?
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