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Das Lied weist auf die Missbrauchsfälle in der Katholischen Kirche hin, und wie letztere damit umgeht.
Song Info
Release date | July 15, 2022 |
Vocal performance | Aline, Dawn Harght, Etienne Pelosoff, Sophia Stutchbury, and many more… |
Music written by | Criz Moka (inspired by Magic Fly from Space) |
Lyrics | Esbie Fonte Sunnie Williams |
Production | Etienne Pelosoff Criz Moka |
Lyrics
Take and take till you can’t hear me
Take what couldn’t be seen
In your eyes
There is only one disguise
It’s a sacred lullaby
Turned to cry
There’s a shadow of a doubt
Doubt survivors for your clout
To the crowds
You’re a status symbol now
But a coward underground
Not making a sound
Pope is in the power
Preaching in his towers but
(man’s voice:) You take too much
Patriotic faith
Cost more than what ya think
You know
(man’s voice:) Too much, too soon
Take away what can’t be felt yet
(background:)
Power’s in your hands
You won’t take a stand
Wounds are seeping you can’t see yet
(background:)
You’ve always known the truth
But you haven’t come through
In the crowds
There’s too many lost souls now
(background:)
You lie for reputation
There’s lives you could be saving
Silenced from the violent vows
Not making a sound
(background:) They have been cryin‘
Pope is in the power
Preaching in his towers but
(man’s voice: Innocence lost)
Patriotic faith
Cost more than what ya think
You know
(man’s voice:) Too young, too soon
So tell me who will listen now?
Because of you their hands are bound
So who will stand for what is right?
Oh, who will fight?
(man’s voice:) Seeking my demise
(beeping…drums…choir…)
(man’s voice:) Alone and petrified
Patriotic faith
Cost more than what ya think
You know
Pope is in the power
Preaching in his towers but
(man’s voice:) Relinquish control
Take what couldn’t be seen
(man’s voice:) You lost your soul a long time ago
Doubt survivors for your clout
(man’s voice:) No sense of self anymore
(man’s voice:)
I’m afraid to feel anything, I can’t risk facing what hurt me
Disassociation from your manipulation
And the souls
That they’re stealing life from
Hold their head in their hands and
It costs more than you know
Take what couldn’t be seen
In your eyes
There is only one disguise
It’s a sacred lullaby
Turned to cry
There’s a shadow of a doubt
Doubt survivors for your clout
To the crowds
You’re a status symbol now
But a coward underground
Not making a sound
Pope is in the power
Preaching in his towers but
(man’s voice:) You take too much
Patriotic faith
Cost more than what ya think
You know
(man’s voice:) Too much, too soon
Take away what can’t be felt yet
(background:)
Power’s in your hands
You won’t take a stand
Wounds are seeping you can’t see yet
(background:)
You’ve always known the truth
But you haven’t come through
In the crowds
There’s too many lost souls now
(background:)
You lie for reputation
There’s lives you could be saving
Silenced from the violent vows
Not making a sound
(background:) They have been cryin‘
Pope is in the power
Preaching in his towers but
(man’s voice: Innocence lost)
Patriotic faith
Cost more than what ya think
You know
(man’s voice:) Too young, too soon
So tell me who will listen now?
Because of you their hands are bound
So who will stand for what is right?
Oh, who will fight?
(man’s voice:) Seeking my demise
(beeping…drums…choir…)
(man’s voice:) Alone and petrified
Patriotic faith
Cost more than what ya think
You know
Pope is in the power
Preaching in his towers but
(man’s voice:) Relinquish control
Take what couldn’t be seen
(man’s voice:) You lost your soul a long time ago
Doubt survivors for your clout
(man’s voice:) No sense of self anymore
(man’s voice:)
I’m afraid to feel anything, I can’t risk facing what hurt me
Disassociation from your manipulation
And the souls
That they’re stealing life from
Hold their head in their hands and
It costs more than you know