It all started in the middle of the ages
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Dance around the bride
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She is young, slim and clean
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People do not mind words
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And she drowns in flattery
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But for her words are vanity
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Everyone wants to touch her shoulders
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Everyone dreams freely and boldly
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Everyone wants to lie next to her
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She just doesn't care about anyone.
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The righteous bonfire burns with a bright dance
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Ribbons of fire fly up
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But time will break the bloody pact
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Shatter the black legend
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Fear came after darkness
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Horror gripped their faces
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Eyes rested on the floor in the throat
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Appeared for the soul
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The Holy Inquisition
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And the one who was a friend became an enemy
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Everyone wants to pick up a sharp sword
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Everyone dreams of being executioners
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Everyone wants to burn the evil witch
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Without a doubt, pity, sadness
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Fly wind turn around
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Around the world and appear
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Fly wind turn around
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Around the world and appear
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Take you up
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Lost souls
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And there at the seventh star
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You become young again
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Let it rain living water
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The curse will break
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And the skies will burn again
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Fly the wind into our hands
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Half blood water
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Land of ashes and cinders
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Put out the fires of the fires
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And the thunder will flash like lightning
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And turn darkness into light
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And again the wind will return to us
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Lost souls
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And the sky will burn with new fire
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Time, knocking the crowds off their feet,
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The brave were baptized with glory
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Everyone knew who was the hero and who was the villain.
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But the new god will cry
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She got possessed by the devil
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And the terrible judgment administers the wrath of the people
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Everyone wants to get closer for a moment
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Everyone dreams of being executioners
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Everyone wants to hear the victims cry
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Without a doubt, pity, sadness |