Cry the tears, which we still lack for crying
Shout freedom, you shouted quietly
There will always be weeping of fury in chains
you will always be a shame peddler
For the back and fears and also behind everyone's back
Those who learn to kill learn to die slowly
There will always be weeping of fury in chains
You'll always be a piece of shit.
There is no word of God that erases what happened?
I do not know if you're going to fall
Love is tenacious and comes out like the sun
The memory is of the life, as of a belly that is born
The mornings are of the day as the children of blood
There will always be weeping of fury in chains
You'll always be a piece of shit.
There is no word of God that erases what happened?
I do not know if you're going to fall
Love is tenacious and comes out like the sun ...
the mornings are of the day, as the children of blood.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)