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No one seems to know What kind of a trial we've been marching through Blood, sweat, tears, bitterness and sorrow Are engraved on our souls We would like to see you crawling Through the same decade of disbelief Then you would know what it feels like being isolated Why should we have to keep Our dreams concealed Like everyone else around We only trust in the voice of our heart Renaissance, a bound in blood... forever Like the plague inside our veins We refuse to lie to ourselves To deny what we are We sacrifice everything around us To reach what we want Why should we have to keep Our dreams concealed Like everyone else around We only trust in the voice of our heart Renaissance, a bound in blood... forever Like the plague inside our veins From Letras Mania