Текст песни   Epica - Facade Of Reality    
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                                                                    Sanguis meus tibi non iam perbibendus sit  
 
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