Inspired by my poem: "belas criaturas", read this and other poems at olhoabsurdo.blogspot.com [Verse 1] Beautiful creatures Whisper few words Like little winged beings That make a fool of me Believe me, believe me [Pre-Chorus] Lies kill and are never enough While men fight for life And pay with vile deeds They carry their chains in the dark And walk upon the rooftops unpunished [Verse 2] Birds fly over my arms And are tattooed around These hunter's hands Why don't they fly away Why don't they save themselves? [Chorus] Surely they know everything There is no weapon to shoot them down Nothing has enough strength To put an end to dreams Could it be? [Bridge] The answer is uncertain Go back to praising false gods And feeding the soul with joy With futile and ignorant concepts [Verse 3] March in your line in silence Go to the war of others Or earn your bread with the blood of others And keep asking forgiveness from your deaf god [Chorus] Kill and get used to it Wash your hands like Pilate Fuck your woman Make more children To perpetrate your heresy [Outro] If you believe, why do you judge? Are the holiest the ones who do not fall? Does he have a good reputation who wants to rid himself Of good, of evil, and of the ordinary? [Fade out] [End]
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