Appearance Of The Voice testo

Pulsating fear, surprise my ear, so come here
you are jittery, please trust in me, my dear
Take your time and come aside to green light
I loose my time, I'll disappear with daylight
A tiny gate that dances in the wall
what kind of voice, what kind of call
that pours into my hollow head,
my heavy ear, I have to leave this hall
Love to follow my inner call.