Through sadness bạn have taught us to be one with the crowd
Unveil the sacred order, hymns of falling down
You told the greatest stories, of tình yêu and bleeding crowns
But to the sick and hungry, bạn cannot be found
We are young and we are strong
Through strength in self we become
Something thêm than they can be
I raise my tim, trái tim and sing!
That I wont believe this lie
I know there's something thêm inside
Darkness is all bạn see
This is our Sweet Blasphemy
Silence the crooked holy, unchain the tied and bound
No time for allegory, one true reigning sound
Unite the lonely mourning, a simple servant now
We are the...
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