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
Epica - Façade of Reality
Follow your common sense You cannot hide yourself behind a fairytale forever and ever Only by revealing the hole truth can we disclose The soul of this bulwark forever and ever Forever and ever
Indoctrinated minds so very often Contain sick thoughts And commit most of the evil they preach against
Don't try to convince me with messages from God You accuse us of sins committed by yourselves It's easy to condemn without looking in the mirror Behind the scenes opens reality
Eternal silence cries out for justice Forgiveness is not for sale Nor is the will to forget
Virginity has been stolen at very young ages And the extinguisher loses it's immunity Morbid abuse of power in the garden of eden Where the apple gets a youthful face
You can't go on hiding yourself Behind old fashioned fairytales And keep washing your hands in innocence