Symphony of Painful Mysteries lyrics

Symphony of Painful Mysteries HOW FRAGILE IT'S THE LINE BETWEEN GOOD AND EVIL? HOW DIVINE IT'S THE PURITY OF YOUR SOUL? COULD BE SATANIC DON'T CONTROL THE PLEASURES OF FLESH? WICH IT'S THE SACRED WHOSE THE TRUTH IS UNQUESTIONABLE? BEFORE YOU ALL WE ARE ORIGINAL SINNERS THE THEORY THAT SINCE THE BEGINNING WE WERE INFECTED COWARDLY INFECTED…WARMLY INFECTED… SOON WHEN WE BORN THE CURSE IT'S UPON US TWO THOUSAND YEARS OF LEGENDS TWO THOUSAND YEARS OF SPECULATIONS WASN'T THE ENOUGH TO SHOW YOU THE REAL TRUTH MAYBE ALL OF US WILL BE DEAD MAYBE ALL OF US ALREADY BE DEAD LIKE A STORM WASHING AWAY ALL LIES THE TRUTH WILL COME UNMASKING ALL SAINTS AND SINNERS THROWING DOWN EVERY CONCEPT ABOUT CHRISTIANITY