Sanctus Espiritus redeem us from our solemn hour
Sanctus Espiritus insanity is all around us
Sanctus Espiritus! Sanctus Espiritus! Sanctus Espiritus!

In my darkest hours I could not foresee
That the tide could turn so fast to this degree
Can't believe my eyes
How can you be so blind?
Is the heart of stone, no empathy inside?
Time keeps on slipping away and we haven't learned
So in the end now what have we gained?

Sanctus Espiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour
Sanctus Espiritus, insanity is all around us
Sanctus Espiritus, is this what we deserve
Can we break free from chains of never-ending agony?

Are they themselves to blame, the misery, the pain?
Didn't we let go, allowed it, let it grow?
If we can't restrain the beast which dwells inside
It will find it's way somehow, somewhere in time
Will we remember all of the suffering
'Cause if we fail it will be in vain

Sanctus Espiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour
Sanctus Espiritus, insanity is all around us
Sanctus Espiritus, is this what we deserve
Can we break free from chains of never-ending agony

Sanctus Espiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour
Sanctus Espiritus, insanity is all around us
Sanctus Espiritus, is this what we deserve
Can we break free from chains of never-ending agony

Sanctus Espiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour (solem hour)
Sanctus Espiritus, insanity is all around us (all around us)
Sanctus Espiritus, is this what we deserve
Can we break free from chains of never-ending agony


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Our Solemn Hour Lyrics as written by Robert Westerholt Martijn Spierenburg

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    In Spanish, the song means: --En español, la canción significa:

    Sanctus espiritus redeem us from our solemn hour Sanctus espiritus insanity is all around us Sanctus espiritus! Sanctus espiritus! Sanctus espiritus!

    --Santos espíritus, redímannos de nuestra hora solemne --Santos espíritus, la locura está en todos lados --¡Santos espíritus! ¡Santos espíritus! ¡Santos espíritus!

    In my darkest hours I could not foresee that the tide could turn so fast to this degree Can't believe my eyes How can you be so blind? Is the heart of stone, no empathy inside? Time keeps on slipping away and we haven't learned So in the end now what have we gained?

    --En mis horas más oscuras, no podía prever --que la ola podía llega a este nivel --Mis ojos no lo pueden creer --¿Cómo pueden estar tan ciegos? --¿El corazón es de piedra, sin empatía? --El tiempo sigue corriendo y no hemos aprendido --Entonces, ahora, al final, ¿qué hemos ganado?

    Sanctus espiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour Sanctus espiritus, insanity is all around us Sanctus espiritus, is this what we deserve, can we brake free from chains of never-ending agony?

    --Santos espíritus, redimidnos de nuestra hora solemne --Santos espíritus, la locura está alrededor de nosotros --Santos espíritus, ¿esto es lo que merecemos, --podemos librarnos de las cadenas de la agonía interminable?

    Are they themselves to blame, the misery, the pain? Didn't we let go, allowed it, let it grow? If we can't restrain the beast which dwells inside it will find it's way somehow, somewhere in time Will we remember all of the suffering Cause if we fail it will be in vain

    --¿Ellos mismos tienen la culpa, la miseria, el dolor? --¿No lo dejamos irse, no lo permitimos ni lo dejamos crecer? --Si no detenemos a la bestia que habita dentro, --hallará su camino de alguna forma, en alguna parte en el tiempo --Recordaremos todo el sufrimiento --porque si fallamos, será en vano

    Sanctus espiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour Sanctus espiritus, insanity is all around us Sanctus espiritus, is this what we deserve, can we brake free from chains of never-ending agony?

    Sanctus espiritus, Sanctus espiritus

    --Santos espíritus, redimidnos de nuestra hora solemne --Santos espíritus, la locura está en todos lados --Santos espíritus, ¿esto es lo que merecemos, --podemos librarnos de las cadenas de la agonía interminable?

    Greetings from Culiacán, Sinaloa, Mexico. --Saludos desde Culiacán, Sinaloa, México.

    Hongus21on November 02, 2011   Link

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