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As tears of blood are rainig from the sky |
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Sleeping body of the visitor lies |
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From the depths rise the eternal singings |
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Which orchestrate the march of the ceremony |
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Hosanna |
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Opening his eyes the amazing spectacle |
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Of the torturers enchained at the stake |
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Imploring faces are devoid of this hate |
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Which condemned the supposed heretics to death |
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The visitor's looking at this stream of pain |
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The pleasure in his eyes rises higher than the flames. |
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Hosanna |
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His feeling of injustice dies |
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Pictures of torture seems so far |
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The pain for fictitious heresy |
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Revenge comes a day finally |
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Episode between death and life |
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The evil consumed bodies lie |
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The visitor falls again in big sleep |
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This dead man can now rest in peace. |
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Hosanna |