It's kind of strange how You put the blame away from you. I understand now we were in danger of ourselves! What is our flesh for, if not to feel our mortal shell! What is our soul for, if not to know we never die! I try to face now what I did never understand What are these words you speak why are they all unknown to me? Welcome to babylon The traitors' homes of nower days Come feel my terror or watch the anger rise in me You'd like to faint now, to fall asleep into my arms Where is your fate now The one you spoke of in my arms What was this war for, if it is you who wins at last? What is your word for, if it is us who breaks the laws? Detest my vices! Watch the signs I've given you! I speak of silence and fear the sound of human kind!
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