The Heretic Side Of Wisdom
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[Music & lyrics : Abate, Blachier, Canavaggia, Cozzi, Lavail]
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Praying for an end to come
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Craving for the redemption,
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Engulfed in a morality
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So blind and miserable.
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Dying for a man unknown
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Or an image so wrong
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Killing on adrenaline
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For the love of a fucking Beholder
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Idolatry in my eyes
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Burning the faith of the others
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Untold rites that ceased to be
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Rejoice for mine is the might
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Hell! is nothing but a game!
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For slaves to bow to you
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Wake up dead man !
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All faith is a pain,
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A tool to enslave the weak,
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Light is no more...
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Walk on ! On your path to dismay !
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Live all behind,
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Over your fears,
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Over your dreams,
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Over your flesh...
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In the corner of my mind
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There is the thin line
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Between lie and life
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You obviously deny.
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And I scream.....
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For saviour to come
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For my soul to drown
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I am liberty!!!
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I hold freedom in my hands...
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The blade...that will open my veins
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And spread the blood of freedom on this rotten soil!
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Wise men no longer stalking this elegy of light
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Which is mankind,
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Your death as a cold breath,
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An immeasurable loss.
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Narrow minds are the new demons
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And there shall be no more hope
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Until the ancient skin is burnt...
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And past is forgotten.
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Hell! is nothing but a game!
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For slaves to bow to you
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Wake up dead man !
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All faith is a pain,
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A tool to enslave the weak,
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The Heretic Side Of Wisdom
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