| Watching the eventide, the sun will hide and sleep
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| My heart’s beat is slow. |
| I’m thinking about my belief
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| Rain washing over me cleaning up my brain
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| Till I question all my thoughts
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| And clean m up from stains
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| Clean em up from stains
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| Clean em up from stains, yeah
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| Die free, yeah!
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| Welcome to the circle of those who know their way
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| Welcome to those who`ve realized their needs
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| Who don’t need fear to pray and betray
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| But they don`t accept us living free
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| Believing what we need
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| haven`t heard anything about poetry
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| They only know their painful greed
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| Don`t ever trust those who say they know
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| Those who show and force you to bow
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| I`ve done no wrong but to ask my brain
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| To be free from pain built up by those who reign
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| A mind in disguise — now I know
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| It’s better to hide my belief than feeding the crow
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| A life on the run — now I know
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| The kingdom of disguise is the last place to go In the eyes of the world I’m a master of heresy
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| Swimming against the tide — endangering democracy
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| I remember the day when I was young and bold
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| When I thought that my mind was free
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| Until the time that I was told
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| Out in the night they laugh about me and my Knowledge and
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| Speak prayers our god don`t want to hear. |
| But listen:
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| Wherever you are, I will get you! |
| Well, you don`t know who
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| I am? |
| I am the inquisition and I am your heretics
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| Barbarian end!
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| Beware and be silent and follow the sign
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| Keep the mission as a secret of your mind
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| One out of a million is a friend of your line
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| Don`t forget there are evil eyes behind
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| Holding the candle she was found in the rain
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| Bright eyes and blissful but they thought
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| That she went astray
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| Too late to escape, she seemed to be insane
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| She got imprisoned because she got her own way
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| Now can`t you remember?
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| What have you done?
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| Believe me, I`m innocent. |
| I`ve done no wrong!
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| But you are strange! |
| You are guilty I guess!
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| And after the torture you will confess… and burn!
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| Ending in the flames, burning down her fame
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| Prayers to the saints, their end of an evil game
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| Run to your last refuge
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| Maybe the silence of your voice
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| Lie but be true to yourself
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| Sometimes you`ve got no choice
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| Follow a king called silence
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| Live in his kingdom of disguise
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| There is a temple of shelter
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| Where god forgives you your lies.
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| I can see it bright here in front of your eyes
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| the apparition never dies
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| Yes I see, yes I feel, yes I know it all |