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...