Paroles de Stigmata - Release

Don't argue amongst yourselves Because of the loss of me I'm sitting amongst yourselves Don't think you can't see me Don't argue amongst yourselves Because of the loss of me I haven't gone anywhere but out of my body Reach out and you'll touch me Make effort to speak to me Call out and you'll hear me Be happy for me (::Ullean pipe solo::) Don't argue amongst yourselves Because of the loss of me I haven't gone anywhere but out of my body Reach out and you'll touch me Make effort to speak to me Call out and you'll hear me Be happy for me Reach out and you'll touch me Make effort to speak to me Call out and you'll hear me Be happy for me