| A yearning call I never identified before
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| Out of the dark, destined for me
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| Gets louder more and more
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| A look around, try to escape
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| But you don’t know where to go
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| «Hear the call»
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| It sounds inside my head
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| «You are not like all»
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| Blandishing my soul
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| «See the fading star»
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| Got a sense of dread
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| «That's from where you are»
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| Droning echoes in my mind
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| Shouting silence
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| Glowing darkness
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| Final quiteness
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| Just imagined?
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| Sightless, unless eyes appear
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| Existence is illusion
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| Voices getting closer now
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| Resistance no solution
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| Fear is overwhelming me
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| The nightmare is not over
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| A shadow falls, a light appears
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| And suddenly here they are
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| Called themselves the hollow men
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| Beholders of the future
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| Twilight is getting closer now
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| My mind is full affusion
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| I can hear the distant call
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| A yearning just for me
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| Paralyzed, the storm is setting free
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| Shapes without a form I see
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| The colors disappear
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| A twilight comes
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| The light now fades away
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| A vibe, a call for more acceptance than before
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| Marooned by thoughts
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| I hear the voice now starts to tell me more
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| Cloaked in friendly words
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| I feel, they’re puzzling my soul
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| «Acting for the dark»
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| It roars inside my head
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| «You can’t fall apart»
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| Words that hurt my soul
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| «Remember what you are»
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| Got a sense of dread
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| «A creation of our art»
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| And emptiness spreads out
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| Shouting silence
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| Glowing darkness
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| Final quiteness
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| Fear arises
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| Sightless, unless eyes appear
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| These creatures are illusion
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| A whispering full of dark intense
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| Tries offering a solution
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| Avoid this place, keep far away
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| This warning may not be broken
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| The light fades out, they disappear
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| Like ghosts out of the far
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| Called themselves the hollow men
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| Beholders of the future
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| Can see this much clearer now
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| This all was no illusion
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| I can hear the distant call
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| A yearning just for me
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| Paralyzed, the storm is setting free
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| Shapes without a form I see
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| The colors disappear
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| A twilight comes
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| The light now fades away
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| The hollow men
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| The hollow men
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| The hollow men, hollow men, hollow men |