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7 March 24, 03:40

Dmitry MetalLord

Lyrics : Avalanch : Llanto De Un Heroe : Torquemada

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Torquemada


Llanto De Un Heroe (1999)


Avalanch



En tiempos de Dios sobre un altar,
Su rostro surgi de entre tinieblas.
Sembrando el terror, llevando el mal,
Torturas, horror, muerte y hogueras.
Cobarde y traidor,
Oculto tras falsas creencias,
Verdugo a la vez que orador
Que se oa rer con cada condena.
La iglesia en sus manos deleg,
Cay y otorg y ahora lamenta.
No importa tu edad ni religin,
No importa el color, slo eres lea.
Ojos que no ven
Corazn que no siente aunque pesa.
La historia os recuerda el error,
Responded ante Dios o ante vuestra conciencia.

Sobre las llamas del terror naci
Un canto a un nuevo ida, a un nuevo sol.
Sufre en silencio tu maldad, tu Dios
An cura sus heridas y su dolor.
Ciego est
Quien no mire atrs
Y reconozca su error, su gran error.
Donde est
Toda aquella humildad
Que predicaba tu Dios?
Donde est?
Sobre las llamas del terror naci
Un canto a un nuevo ida, a un nuevo sol.
Sufre en silencio tu maldad, tu Dios
Te espera en la otra vida, con su bendicin...
Ciego est
Quien no mire atrs
Y reconozca su error, su gran error.
Donde est
Toda aquella humildad
Que predicaba tu Dios?
Donde est?

[English translation]

At the times of God, upon an altar
His face rose up among the dark
Spreading the terror, bearing the evil
Tortures, horror, death and bonfires.
Coward and betrayer
Hidden among false beliefs
Executioner and preacher at the same time
You could hear him laughing at every sentence.
The Church laid everything in his hands
She shutted up and granted and now complains.
No matter your age or religion
No matter your colour, you are just firewood
What eyes do not see
The heart does not feel though it's hard to carry
History reminds us our mistake
Answer it before God
Or before your own consciences.
Upon the flames of terror
got birth a rhyme to a new day, to a new sun
suffer in silence your evilness your God
Is still healing his own wounds and his pain
Blind is the one who does not look back
and accept his misteak, his big mistake
where is all that humbleness
wich your god used to preach
where is it?
Upon the flames of terror
got birth a rhyme to a new day, to a new sun
suffer in silence your evilness your God
waits for you in the other life with his blessings
Blind is the one who does not look back
and accept his misteak, his big mistake
where is all that humbleness
wich your god used to preach
where is it?

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