Through sadness te have taught us to be one with the crowd
Unveil the sacred order, hymns of falling down
You told the greatest stories, of Amore and bleeding crowns
But to the sick and hungry, te cannot be found
We are young and we are strong
Through strength in self we become
Something più than they can be
I raise my cuore and sing!
That I wont believe this lie
I know there's something più inside
Darkness is all te 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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