In every port will flutter
The old flag of life
It will light up
Every lighthouse will illuminate
A tip of hope

And if it comes
It will be when least expected
From where no one imagines
It will demolish
All vain certainty
There will not be a stone left on a stone

Meanwhile, it doesn't cost us to insist
On the matter of desire
Not to let it extinguish
Challenging once and for all the notion
In which it is believed that hell is here

It will exist and every race will then experience
For every evil, the cure

Hey, hey, hey, na, na, na
Hey, hey, hey, na, na, na

In every port will flutter
The old flag of life (life)
It will light up
Every lighthouse will illuminate
A tip of hope

And if it comes
It will be when least expected
From where no one imagines
It will demolish all certainty
Vain, there will not be a stone left on a stone

Meanwhile, it doesn't cost us to insist
On the matter of desire
Not to let it extinguish
Challenging once and for all the notion
In which it is believed that hell is here

It will exist and every race will then experience
For every evil, the cure
The cure

Hey, hey, hey, na, na, na
Hey, hey, hey, na, na, na

Meanwhile, it doesn't cost us to insist
On the matter of desire
Not to let it extinguish
Challenging once and for all the notion
In which it is believed that hell is here

It will exist and every race will then experience
For every evil, the cure

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