| Hostem repellas aeternus
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| Pacemque dones et protinus
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| Ductore sic de praevio
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| Vitemus omne noxium
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| Hostem repellas aeternus
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| Pacemque dones et protinus
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| Ductore sic de praevio
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| Vitemus omne noxium
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| A sream deep in the night
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| As the firstborn awakes with the sign
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| A little dreamer… but are dreams always to define?
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| «Do not fear, my son! |
| Awake the dragon inside
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| For he may guide you, being the worlds hidden eye
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| Through a dark time, when mankind is bleeding within
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| Oh little dreamer…»
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| Hostem repellas aeternus
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| Pacemque dones et protinus
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| Ductore sic de praevio
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| Vitemus omne noxium
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| Analyzing the midnight sky
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| And in the early morninglight
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| He just feels the warming heart
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| Beating in his head
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| To declare the reason why
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| Should I survive this sadness
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| «God reality back in my mind» — beating in his head
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| It’s a very dark night
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| Nobody outside
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| Silence wraps up the land as suddenly:
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| Hoof beats destroy all sleep
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| And a wooden coach loaded with innocent ones
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| Accused and sentenced, their end has begun
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| And their eyes can’t cover their fear… can’t cover their fear
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| And he thinks he must be dreaming
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| Lifts up his head, sees the sky is gleaming
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| Heaven burns as red as blood
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| And all they have caught, they won’t return
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| The sky reflects, from superstition they burn
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| When will they ever learn… They never return!
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| Ein drohendes Pochen in tiefschwarzer Nacht
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| In Tr’umen geseh’n und nun wahrgemacht
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| Die Diener der Kirche sind hier, sie zu holen
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| «Brennen sollst du mein Kind! |
| — Der Herr hat’s befohlen!»
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| Do not fear my son! |
| Awake the dragon inside
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| For he may guide you, being the worlds hidden eye
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| Als am Pfahl sie brennt, nun schwarz ist ihr rotes Haar
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| Niemand mehr zweifelt, daß des Teufel’s Weib sie war
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| Geschlagen, getreten, bespuckt und belacht
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| Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht
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| A scream deep in the night
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| As the firstborn awakes with the sign
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| A little dreamer… but are dreams always to define?
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| Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht
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| Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht
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| Ein Ende gemacht
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| Und wieder pocht es in tiefschwarzer Nacht… |