I’m from a site, from a place
And you take nothing for granted
What does pain taste like?
What are dreams made of?
How much does a farewell weigh?
Can betrayal sleep?
And you’ll see that my voice
Lives in you, I am the sleeping voice
Of those that the Holy Office
We’ll fly over the rainbow
And kisses in bloom are born
That in his name was going to be born
Merchants of broken souls
And is the one that believes blind?
Does a prayer know how to kiss?
How much does celibacy charge?
For a dictator’s use?
And you’ll see that my voice
Lives in you, I am the sleeping voice
Of those that the Holy Office
We’ll fly over the rainbow
And kisses in bloom are born
I’ve gone down to your hell
Where do failures live?
And if they accept a tarot
I’ve climbed up to his heaven
His God didn’t receive me
And between them there’s a gap
And you’ll see that I am the sleeping voice
Follow me, my voice lives in you
And you’ll see that my voice
Lives in you, I am the sleeping voice
Of those that the Holy Office
We’ll fly over the rainbow
And kisses in bloom are born
And you’ll see that my voice
Lives in you, I am the sleeping voice
Of those that the Holy Office
We’ll fly over the rainbow
And kisses in bloom are born
I’ve burned in a thousand bonfires
The Inquisition, Apartheid
Dictatorships, power, pederasty
The devil’s mark is the cross