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• Artiste: Epica
• Titre: Façade of Reality
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Sanguis meus tibi non iam perbibendus sit Macula aeterintatis Numquam detergenda Quisnam surget et deteget Imaginem veritates ? People created religious inventions To give their lives a glimmer of hope And to ease their fear of dying And people created religious intentions Only to feel superior and to have a license to kill Our desire to die is stronger Than all your desire for life There is no getting away from it now Only true faith survives People created religious inventions To give their lives a glimmer of hope And to ease their fear of dying And people created religious ascensions To subject the others and to enslave, just to further enrich themselves It doesn?t matter where we die It doesn?t matter that you cry We?ll take you with us A disgrace on the beyond O servator, sempiterne Te grati coluimus, Odor atrox quo nons superfundis intolerabilis est Deceive yourself by yielding to soft words that cause no pain Enrich yourself with different views Learned without disdain A disgrace on the beyond That can never be undone Who shall rise and unveil The Facade of Reality? Is there still room for new dents in old wrecks? A disgrace on the beyond that can never be undone Deceive yourself by yielding to soft words Enrich yourself by making up your own mind Sanguis meus tibi non iam perbibendus sit