The son of sin disappeared
But i understand the fear
Delays has been made
That’s what i see is a echo
Of crimes committed in the past
It is ghost’s trying to last
Chorus: Echoes of the black past
the dead talks vast
Blackness hides the truth
of evil deeds that been done
Christ was the first victim
A silence was made by death
So no body could hear
That we are controlled by fear
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