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Epica - Retrospect - Cry for the Moon
Retrospect
Disc 1
01. Introspect
02. Monopoly on Truth
03. Sensorium
04. Unleashed
05. Martyr of the Free Word
06. Chasing the Dragon
07. Presto
08. Never Enough
09. Stabat mater dolorosa
10. Twin Flames
Disc 2
01. Serenade of Self‐Destruction
02. Orchestral Medley
03. The Divine Conspiracy (anniversary edition)
04. Delirium
05. Blank Infinity
06. The Obsessive Devotion
07. Retrospect
08. Battle of the Heroes & Imperial March
09. Quietus
10. The Phantom Agony
Disc 3
01. Cry for the Moon
02. Sancta terra
03. Design Your Universe
04. Storm the Sorrow
05. Consign to Oblivion
06. Outrospect
Follow your common sense
You cannot hide yourself
Behind a fairy-tale forever and ever
Only by revealing the whole truth can we disclose
The soul of this sick bulwark forever and ever
Forever and ever

Indoctrinated minds so very often
Contain sick thoughts
And commit most of the evil they preach against

Don't try to convince me with messages from God
You accuse us of sins committed by yourselves
It's easy to condemn without looking in the mirror
Behind the scenes opens reality

Eternal silence cries out for justice
Forgiveness is not for sale
Nor is the will to forget

Follow your common sense
You cannot hide yourself
Behind a fairy-tale forever and ever
Only by revealing the whole truth can we disclose
The soul of this sick bulwark
Forever and ever

Virginity has been stolen at very young ages
And the extinguisher loses it's immunity
Morbid abuse of power in the garden of Eden
Where the apple gets a youthful face

Eternal silence cries out for justice
Forgiveness is not for sale
Nor is the will to forget

Follow your common sense
You cannot hide yourself
Behind a fairy-tale forever and ever
Only by revealing the whole truth can we disclose
The soul of this sick bulwark forever and ever
Forever and ever

Eternal silence cries out for justice
Forgiveness is not for sale
Nor is the will to forget
You can't go on hiding yourself
Behind old fashioned fairy-tales
And keep washing your hands in innocence