| «Infernus subter conturbatus est in occursum adventus tui
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| Suscitavit tibi gigantas omnes principes terrae surrexerunt
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| De solilis suis omnes principes nationum»
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| Spit on a grave of the whore
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| And lick the heaven’s wounds
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| Immortal passion’s flowing in your marble veins
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| Let them breathe the silence and its putrid smell…
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| Open the coffin
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| And allow the light to get inside
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| Rainbow of sadness
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| Painting the black walls of your mind
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| Metamorphosis of Kings turned into worms
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| Rising from seas of oblivion
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| They’ve drowned once now they’re coming back
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| Your lack of faith shall never be forget
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| Anthems of angels written with the human’s blood
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| Gratification for all sins
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| Thousands of bodies, pile of worthless dust
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| Lands flooded in mournful tears
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| Spit on a grave of the whore
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| And lick the heaven’s wounds
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| Immortal passion’s flowing in your marble veins
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| Let them breathe the silence and its f*cking putrid smell…
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| «Qui dicebas in corde tuo in caelum conscendam
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| Super astra Dei exaltabo solium meum sedebo
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| In monte testamenti in lateribus aquilonis»
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| Metamorphosis of Kings turned into worms
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| Rising from seas of oblivion
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| They’ve drowned once now they’re coming back
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| Your lack of faith shall never be forget
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| «Ascendam super altitudinem ero similis Altissimo» |