I hear the voice
A voice with no source
But the voice is low
I hear the voice
I feel the blow
Coming like a flow
From an innermost glow
I hear the voice
Its too clear
Trying to hide
But I have no choice
I hear the voice
It seems to pause
I see its claws
It was just a trance
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