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Morals lead into decadence Crowd of no one cry out Vows from fools point out fake presence Lover of saintliness Kill your -self Of blame and regret My voice, your mass Should plead for a new deal My choice, your tears Should please for what is real If you show your skill You will lose through hate If you say your true will You won't see the day If you feign your distress You will fail through fate If you try you could feel Before you the way It's the anarchy that can arise like a beast It's the structure that cannot complete its form It's the emptiness when the light tries to create Eternal send of humanity Letras de cancionesSingle line of the plurality Transformation of divinity Condemnation of the blasphemy Who leads well -without leading- Is not a warrior Who fights bravely -without fighting- Does not know anger Who crushes enemies -without crushing- Does not fight against them Preaching without any gift Teaching without any sword Praying without any guilt Learning without any word Drawing no shapes Deep fantasy Painting the view Of a cruel harmony Silent leads into tranquility Bird with no wings screech now Vows from sages point out fake presence Prince of calmness Kill your -self Of redemption and pardon [Repeat verses 2, 3, 4, 5 & 6] [Based on the book by Lao Tzu: Tao Teh Ching] From Letras Mania