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'Synn' is the old English spelling of 'sin' and also refers to the important role played by
synthesizers on the Actual fantasy CD.
Based on the movie 'The name of the rose' (1986), the song tells the story of a Benedictince abbey
where laughter is considered sinful and is strictly forbidden. The abbey's monks are mysteriously
dying one by one, each victim marked by a blackened finger and tongue. It turns out that hidden in the
depths of the monks' forbidden library lies a book of comedy written by Aristotle. The book's pages
have been poisoned to prevent the spread of the 'dangerous' ideas contained within it.
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Edward:
Okkie:
Robert:
Okkie:
Robert:
Edward:
Robert:
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Once upon a time as in ancient history
High upon a hill in a shroud of mystery
Loomed the abbey as we journeyed through the night
And wended our way towards the light
As we entered through the gates we heard the silent calls
There was something evil that lurked within these walls
As I relive my days in this god forsaken place
All that appears before me now...
Is her face
Another man died today like the ones before
With blackened tongue and blackened finger
Within the labyrinth behind the bolted door
Lies the answer to our mystery
Heed the book that kills ~ it holds an evil power
Those who turn the leaves wither like a flower
Well guarded by the seer inside the abbey tower
For laughter kills the fear within
The abbey of synn
We found the secret path that led us here to you
Give us the deadly book of laughter
Too many men have died for a teaching of the few
Open up your heart reveal the mystery
Heed the book that kills ~ it holds an evil power
Those who turn the leaves wither like a flower
Well guarded by the seer inside the abbey tower
For laughter kills the fear within
The abbey of synn
And then she came to me like a creature from the dawn
Enchanting as the moon ~ radiant as the sun
She took the boy in me and gave me back the man
With a force I could not withstand
The seer burned the abbey down and perished in the fire
We couldn't save the book the flames were rising higher
So many died in vain for an ancient discipline
Laughter kills the fear within
The abbey of synn
Heed the book that kills ~ it holds an evil power
Those who turn the leaves wither like a flower
Well guarded by the seer inside the abbey tower
For laughter kills the fear within
The abbey of synn
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