| Requiem eternam
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| Et dona eis domine
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| Ride, ride, over the land
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| Sorrows come without a warning, dear
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| And do never start to sacrifice your faith
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| They, they, they betray
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| And poisoned voices creep into your mind
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| For this will be their final stand
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| Ride, ride over the land!
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| Outside — a light!
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| He awakes in the deep of a stormy night
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| They have come to get him now
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| A feast for the raging crowd
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| With torches still alight, alight!
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| Supressed by a might divine
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| «Your science of the dark»
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| Revoke what has been told
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| Or at the break of dawn
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| You will feel the holy spark
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| Of a might divine
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| La falce della luna è in lutto questa notte
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| (questa notte!)
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| «Inside — I cry
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| All I trusted in should die?»
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| An instrument to ship the blind
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| Through the sea of ancient times
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| Of a might divine
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| Now the night breaks
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| And the final trial awakes
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| Pressure’s getting more and more
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| Betrayed all I was living for
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| Of a might divine
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| Ride over the land
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| And sorrow comes without a warning
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| Without a warning
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| Supressed by a might divine
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| «Your science of the dark»
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| Revoke what has been told
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| Or at the break of dawn
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| You will feel the holy spark
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| La falce della luna è in lutto questa notte
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| Outside — a light!
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| He awakes in the deep of a stormy night
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| They have come to get him now
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| A feast for the raging crowd
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| With torches still alight |