Here I feel it won't take too long to rain A place of peace around and full of honored men But suddenly it begins to fall apart Lightnings and thunders preparing to sweep All hope these men built since from the start Total demise
Pain will remain for years in a dirty thorp in this land Unstable among lost and founds Women and children yearn to go down Faith and disgrace they match quite well in this kind of case Pictures of the dark chop into pieces memories of this ground
Evil's feeding off through anguish, woes and praise This place becomes now the house of wailing pain And God has planted seeds just to disguise What devil's trying to spoil with greed Extending his hand just in the start Thereafter you die
Pain will remain for years in a dirty thorp in this land Unstable among lost and founds Women and children yearn to go down Faith and disgrace they match quite well in this case Pictures of the dark chop into pieces memories of this ground
I will refuse to bow down this ground Perish as a worm and get on my knees I will endure, I will not be drowned Won't pay the price because of your mischief
Pain will remain for years in a dirty thorp in this land Unstable among lost and founds Women and children yearn to go down Faith and disgrace they match quite well in this case Pictures of the dark chop into pieces memories of this ground
Compositores: Bruno Medeiros Dachi (Porta), Alan Quintana Dornelles, Luciano Ferraz Paiva, Matheus da Costa Leal, Luiz Mario Lopes Moraes (Luiz Mario Moraes) ECAD: Obra #14192134 Fonograma #9751381