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I remember the blood on his hands

So ashamed regretting his faults

So defenseless he came from the darkness

We spoke and had a good talk

Dark old hat reminds me of someone

I find hard to recall

Bowed his head surrendering to sorrow

Wears the face of war

Desperate cries:

(Desperate cries)

Running in circles

(Mourining in vain)

Resigning to terror

(A sinful warfare)

A sinful warfare

(Innocents die)

Lost in the faith from my fragile heart…

…From my heart

Wearing black, a bow without arrows

God, have mercy on his soul

Eyes of dread, entrenched in horror

My devotions are gone!

Desperate cries)

Running in circles

(Mourining in vain)

Resigning to terror

(A sinful warfare)

Atrocious attack

(Atrocious attack)

My crusaders faith

Drowns in religious blood

But I’ll fight till the end

Gonna find my Holy Grail

Running blind against the faith

Reason slips away

Churches falling like castles on the sand

Ends the Holy War

Have the good for bad

(What does a man gain from his work?

Under the sun where he labors

What is so good for a man in life?

During his days he’s just like a shadow

Vanitas! Vanitas! Utters the oracle

A chasing after the wind

Meaningless! Meaningless searches for wisdom

Everything is in vain like your hunting for shadows)

Lost my pride, fought in vain

Had to find reasons to my pain — Oh!

Running blind against the faith

Running blind again

Church is falling like castles on the sand

Ends the Holy War

Jesus was a man

With a heart, with a mind

With a body, with a sould

So divine as your own

God has no mind, has no heart

Has no body, has no soul and no resemblance of you

No!

(Like chasing the wind…)

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