It's coming from the outside, Without feelings, with no soul. Like something strange becoming ride, Imagination is its role. Bringing fragments of life illusion, Some strange memories from nowhere. Only don't try make your conclusion, Unknown mind existing there. Takes out all sounds around, Soulless voice without gender, Brings breath of something like a life, Don't know why, I am surrender. | 
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