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Malevolent mirror, |
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With a powerfull cruelty. |
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Where the suffering is predicted to exist. |
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Reflecting the worst |
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Of the world's history. |
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Controlling its lousy destiny. |
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Ancestral wizards |
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Were cursing you. |
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But nobody is free of your reach. |
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Glass fed with spiritual sins. |
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They paid dearly for their insolence. |
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Inheritors of the crown of thorns. |
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You'll praise betrayer merciless god. |
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Who will burn your hearts |
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In a high greed hell |
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To take the revenge for the murder of his son. |
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And so the third ghost. |
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The one holy ghost. |
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Set its compassion aside... |
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With the essence of blood. |
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And the wood of the cross. |
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Broke the balance between death and life. |
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Unlocking a door |
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Reflectiva in shape. |
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To the universe negative load |
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And the rotten souls, |
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By the excess of grudge. |
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Brought under control the physical world |
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The same as a virus corroding its host. |
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Mirror, spit the reflection of hate, |
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Placed deep in human being feelings. |
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Charged through the ages with sceptical repetances. |
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Nobody is free of your reach. |
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Nobody is free of your devilish swish. |
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Eminence of fire. |
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Gift from the infinite depth. |
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Show me the wisdom |
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Of that who was revealed against the whole. |
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And searching in its blinded light ray. |
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I found myself as if it were no changes! |
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Perhaps believe in the mirror means you believe |
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In your own human's evil. |
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I promise my faith, without fear to lose |
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My future, my own life, my body, my soul... |
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Without fear to pass away. |
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Without fear to serve to the eminence of fire. |
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Gift from the infinite depth. |
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Show me the wisdom |
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Of that who was revealed against... |
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Inheritors of the crown of thorns... |
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You'll be a virus corroding the world. |
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Placing deep in human being feelings |
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Reflections of hate for the murder of his son. |