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Your ship has turned adrift,

You have no compass, nor a helmsman

It's a darkest hour

No starlights in the sky that guides

(Pre Chorus)

Praying for your past sins?

On your knees you beg for mercy

Merchant of faith

You must pay for all destroyed lives

Chorus

Divergent reflections

Sorrow is a gift

It's a matter of time to settle accounts

Born to Worship!

Wonder when you’ll hit the ground

Blinded by tragedies

Praying with the mask

Waiting for a sign

Something divine!

(Pre Chorus)

Praying for your past sins?

On your knees you beg for mercy

Merchant of faith

You must pay for all destroyed lives

Chorus

Divergent reflections

Sorrow as gift

It's a matter of time to settle accounts

Born to Worship!

Your ship has turned adrift,

You have no compass, nor a helmsman

It's a darkest hour

No starlights in the sky that guides

“Si quisieras oír lo que me digo en la almohada

el rubor de tu rostro sería la recompensa

Son palabras tan íntimas como mi propia carne.”

(Raúl Gómez Jattin / Casi Obsceno)