I am not and I will be not pure and even so I am calling You

Laviah, how mighty is your song

Give a sound to my thoughts

Laviah, how mighty is your song

How saints go, how black ones go, You understand to the black sacrament

Laviah, how mighty is your song

You are almighty in music and poetry

and so I have not to praise God

I hate him and You will be to hate in that moment with me



Laviah...Laviah...Laviah...



So mighty is my calling to You

Laviah...

I always will be to invoke your name

and music is my...