Glorior Belli - From One Rebel to Another

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Impious visions that madly set me free
To transgress The biding laws of god
Driven by a lring melody
I depart with haste from this poor world
Down in a mine of which the walls
Are made of stars and dead gods bones
I spread my thoughts as black as soot
Till prospecting all the trasures
From one rebel to another
Lost in a field in which the crops
Have roots in lies and sordid plots
I spread my seeds as wild as weed
Till harvesting all the answers
From one rebel to another
When the time comes we will gather
And break the spells of the demiurge
Many a man, shall ride with me
Who never had thought horns to see!