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From the Mount Sinai Doves are taking flight Death sends it's messengers From the shadow's torments With naked feet Follow the ascetics path A hand holding a candle Singing canticles I make my sign of the cross Mourning, rites and sorrow Enter the purgatory's room For a last holy sacrament A mahogany door reflecting the sunset Bless the dying in a sparkling sky Contemplation Dismal meditation Contemplation To the walls of lamentations In the moist alcove Surrounded by her family I cannot endure to believe in it Hitting her breast with my fists SongtexteThe head facing god In a neverending scream The confession must start I'm tired of seeing her in the throes of death Contemplation Dismal meditation Contemplation To the walls of lamentations She's nude and lying down My muse is sleeping Beautiful worried angel Shining and eternal Shivering at the bell's toll Serene and ironical Host, Judas and nail Mary Miserable absolution The priest is desirous To finally end it His bony face Enjoys death with a real pleasures Shivering at the bell's toll Serene and ironical Host, Judas and nail Mary Miserable absolution The priest is desirous To finally end it His bony face Enjoys death with a real pleasures From the Mount Sinai Doves are taking flight Death sends it's messengers From the shadow's torments Aus Songtexte Mania