| Confusion’s in your eyes
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| Confronted by, by your own mortality
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| Yet you speak so softly
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| I know you’re still in there
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| Inside that weakened shell, clinging to reality
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| A pharaoh lost in hell, fallen from our family tree
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| Your heart is pure, please do not despair
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| I know you’re still in there
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| Blurred vision, loss of concentration
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| Sumerian secrets trapped inside your memory
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| Blessed by your presence for many generations
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| Sumerian secrets, we’ll carry on your legacy
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| «Apôtre des enfants et gardien de leur foi
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| Vainqueur de l’ignorance, à l'âme si fatale
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| Si fatale
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| Honneur à toi
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| Honneur à toi
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| Honneur à toi»
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| Our family’s lord and saviour
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| Alas, your day will come
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| You will remain
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| Always a father figure
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| Alas, your day will come
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| You will remain
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| Always
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| A father figure left the motherland for greener pastures
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| Can’t you remember?
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| You guided us through our failures
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| We are of the same blood
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| I know you’re still in there
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| Tired, disillusioned
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| Can’t escape this mental prison
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| Your heart is pure, please do not despair
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| I know you’re still in there
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| Blurred vision, loss of concentration
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| Sumerian secrets trapped inside your memory
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| Blessed by your presence, nearly for a century
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| Sumerian secrets, we’ll carry on your legacy
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| We’ll carry on your legacy
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| Sumerian secrets, we’ll carry on, on your legacy
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| Cradle to the grave
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| Tales from the Nile flooding the Saint Lawrence
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| No more denial, no more suffering in silence
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| Cradle to the grave
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| At peace with your sentence |