| Domine, quare obdormis? | 
| Domine ne repellas in finem!
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| Domine, quare obdormis? | 
| Domine faciem tuam avetis!
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| Circumdederunt me gemitus mortis, circumdederunt me dolores inferni
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| Circumdederunt me gemitus mortis, circumdederunt me dolores lacrimae
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| There’s a secret fortress in the desert
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| Bathed in a golden burning sun
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| With a crackled earth and barely a sign
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| Of water ever falling from the sky
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| Will I ever find my way
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| Through the riddles and the trials
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| Holy cathedral of the damned souls
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| I’ve been searching for a sign
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| Holy cathedral of the tormented hearts
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| I’ve been looking for your shrine
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| I’ve been waiting all my life for the call
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| Of your bells, your choirs and your grand organs
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| Listening to the wind all around my heart
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| There are poisoned sources and illusions
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| Viciously abusing your mind
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| There are winged and frightened idols of marble
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| And men kneeling in front of their holy swords
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| But can’t they see the blood
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| Still shining on their blades
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| But can’t they hear the storm
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| Now rising above their heads
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| For we lost our souls
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| In the search of that illusionary shrine
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| Holy cathedral of the damned souls
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| I’ve been searching for a sign
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| Holy cathedral of the tormented hearts
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| I’ve been looking for your shrine
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| I’ve been waiting all my life for the call
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| Of your bells, your choirs and your grand organs
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| Listening to the wind all around my heart
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| Holy cathedral of the damned ones
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| Where do your bells and your spires hide?
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| Don’t blind me with your lies
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| Holy cathedral of the damned ones
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| Don’t let ambition devour my heart
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| And my soul
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| Holy cathedral of the damned souls
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| I’ve been searching for a sign
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| Holy cathedral of the tormented hearts
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| I’ve been looking for your shrine
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| I’ve been waiting all my life for the call
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| Of your bells, your choirs and your grand organs
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| Listening to the wind all around my heart
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| This is the last minute Cathedral
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| Right under my eyes
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| This is the last minute Cathedral
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| Right in my heart
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| This is the last minute Cathedral
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| Right under my eyes
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| With its deafening silence howling inside my heart
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| This is the last minute Cathedral
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| To light my wasted life
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| This is the last minute Cathedral
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| Turning to sand… |