I remember the blood on his hands
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So ashamed regretting his faults
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So defenseless he came from the darkness
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We spoke and had a good talk
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Dark old hat reminds me of someone
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I find hard to recall
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Bowed his head surrendering to sorrow
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Wears the face of war
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Desperate cries:
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(Desperate cries)
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Running in circles
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(Mourining in vain)
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Resigning to terror
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(A sinful warfare)
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A sinful warfare
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(Innocents die)
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Lost in the faith from my fragile heart...
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...From my heart
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Wearing black, a bow without arrows
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God, have mercy on his soul
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Eyes of dread, entrenched in horror
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My devotions are gone!
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Desperate cries)
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Running in circles
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(Mourining in vain)
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Resigning to terror
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(A sinful warfare)
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Atrocious attack
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(Atrocious attack)
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My crusaders faith
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Drowns in religious blood
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But I'll fight till the end
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Gonna find my Holy Grail
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Running blind against the faith
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Reason slips away
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Churches falling like castles on the sand
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Ends the Holy War
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Have the good for bad.
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(What does a man gain from his work?
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Under the sun where he labors
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What is so good for a man in life?
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During his days he's just like a shadow
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Vanitas! Vanitas! Utters the oracle
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A chasing after the wind
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Meaningless! Meaningless searches for wisdom
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Everything is in vain like your hunting for shadows)
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Lost my pride, fought in vain
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Had to find reasons to my pain - Oh!
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Running blind against the faith
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Running blind again
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Church is falling like castles on the sand
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Ends the Holy War
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Jesus was a man
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With a heart, with a mind
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With a body, with a sould
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So divine as your own
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God has no mind, has no heart
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Has no body, has no soul and no resemblance of you.
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No!
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(Like chasing the wind...)
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Shadow Hunter
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Angra |