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...