Music: A. Kozioł, J. Trębacz & Illuminandi Lyrics: A. Kozioł
Do you see all this madness? This is my own, private world I build it each day No matter what the expense. Where were you when there was When there was still room to fall? I’m no longer fighting, I‘m worth nothing more than dirt…
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The Hordes of hell! Let’s howl with delight Over our victory, Over his failure! A man is dying! The man is nothing! His soul polluted With our evil.
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And although your soul Like scarlet’s dark I’ll wash it white With my own blood. I’ll give you bread So that you will Forever live.
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What do you want with us, Son of the Most High? You’ve come to ruin our intensions! We know who you are! Just tell us; say why? Leave us, we beg you!
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Silence! Leave him!
As far as the East is from the West Are now from you your sins.
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I just can’t believe it: You do love a wretch like me! Now I realise that Your power is so immense! Immersed deep in your love, My body and soul’s restored.
And although my soul Like scarlet’s dark, He’ll wash it white With his own blood. He’ll give me bread So that I will Forever live.