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Sdrum

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Sdrum

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Pray the lord to have your place in sun

That's useless, you will realize

That the words you're saying have no sense

´Cause up there nobody can hear

You will cry, you'll sick up all your pain

God is dead and your faith

Soon will fall

Look with disdain all the crosses you have got

Burn all those curses you have read for too long

Burn 'em all!

Hate with pride the holy virgin

Hate with pride the holy church

Now you're almost free

From the weight which oppresses the world

And the words they're saying have no sense

´Cause your heart is now turning to black

They will cry, they'll sick up all their white rudeness

You must fight with your heart

To clean your soul

No regret for the dead one

No regret for that spiritual corpse

Show your freedom with boldness

Show your freedom with pride

Now you're free

From the weight which oppresses the world

They will cry, they'll sick up all their white rudeness

You have fought with your heart

And cleaned your soul.

Look with disdain all the crosses you have got

Burn all those curses you have read for too long

Burn 'em all!

Hate with pride the holy virgin

Hate with pride the holy church

Now you're almost free

From the weight which oppresses the world

And the words they're saying have no sense

´Cause your heart is now turning to black

They will cry, they'll sick up all their white rudeness

You must fight with your heart

To clean your soul

No regret for the dead one

No regret for that spiritual corpse

Show your freedom with boldness

Show your freedom with pride

Now you're free

From the weight which oppresses the world

They will cry, they'll sick up all their white rudeness

You have fought with your heart

And cleaned your soul.

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