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- From The Hiding
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- When the Rain Start
Old street lamp spreads
Thin light beam
To my darkened
Empty hall
Closed my eyes
Through the dark I swimming
Whispering
A silent call
When the dark clouds grows
And shining air
I feel it again
I released my soul
Off from despair
I fly to the sky
In my mystery flight
My enchanted soul
Now come out from hall
Slowly flowing
In sea of whirling clouds
I’m looking for
The sign from above
I’m screaming
Through the misty shroud
And as the answer
The rain grows
Take me from this world
Now show me a path
My mysterious lord
I’ll find my hidden land