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Miseribus, |
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Sanctus, Pecatoribus |
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Ominus Miseribus, |
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Sanctus, Pecatoribus |
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Ominus Miseribus, |
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Sanctus, Domine |
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Deo Sabbaoth! |
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Domine When the world had a tragic fate |
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We were draining the poisoned sea |
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Though the scenes were indeed too sad |
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Only prayers will take the lead |
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Oooh, just some of us survived |
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At least a discent woman and a man |
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Wide awake! |
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Am I alone in this place? |
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Someone hear me? |
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My only hope! |
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The acid rain is burning right into your eyes |
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Again your dreams may lose the glow |
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Allow the sorrow of your thoughts to meet sunrise |
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And shall the hopeful words bring love inside your heart |
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The acid rain |
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Is burning your eyes |
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So the world knew a tragic fate |
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We were draining the deadly sea |
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And the scenes were indeed too sad |
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Only prayers were taking lead |
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Oooh, just some of us survived |
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At least a discent woman and a man |
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Wide awake! |
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Am I alone in this place? |
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Someone hear me? |
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My only hope! |
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The acid rain is burning right into your eyes |
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Again your dreams may lose the glow |
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Allow the sorrow of your thoughts to meet sunrise |
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And shall the hopeful words bring love inside your heart |
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The acid rain |
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Is burning your eyes! |