All together as it was something to celebrate or maybe it’s a big funeral
But something has gone wrong because even the priest has stopped praying and he hold the holy bible in his hands
The sky becomes dark like a painting that hides mystery
And everything around freezes and horrifies, so the priest start to pray again
dumb shouts asleep from the wall of thousands lives
Now they wake up to get back what has been stolen from them
Something is changing, but it won’t change ourselves
I hope that all the things that i wish won’t bury me
I hope that all the things around me won’t kill me
I made some mistakes and a lot are still to make
It doesn’t bother me what you say
Be what your fear must
The time of the prayers is finished by now
I see the fear painted in your eyes
i will not die buried here
i will rise from the fall
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