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The trees penished in the wind
Beating each other, black and ominous
A strong wind reigning over the earth.
The earth itself was a desolation
Without life, without movement,
So solitary and cold that spirit
Was not even of that sadness.
Black shadow reigning on your side
The energies being depleted by the earth
The hum of the swamp seemed to be laughing
Of the futile of life
And the futile effort to live
Your way will be under the earth
Lost in the swamp
Your way will be under the earth
Lost in the swamp
Your way will be under the earth
Lost in the swamp
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LIVING WITHIN YOUR WORLD,
DISTORTING THE TRUTHS,
SHOWING ONLY YOUR OPINION,
MANIPULATING THE LIES
HIDING REALITY,
SPEAKING THAT ITβS SALVATION,
EXTERMINATING THE DIFERENCES
RETHINKING EVOLUTION.
LOST HEADS,
GOING BY HIS WORDS,
THINKING THAT THIS IS THE WAY,
ROTTEN BY SLAVERY,
WEAK CRAWLING TO THE GROUND,
NO STRENGH TO LOOK BEHIND.
BLACK CLOUD UNDER YOUR WORLD,
ALL THIS FOR NOTHING?
NO GOD, NO MASTERS, NO LIES, IN YOUR EYES
YOUR DAY IS ENDING, AND WHAT TO DO?
ALREADY DEAD INSIDE, LET IT ROT.
HIS FLESH WAS TORN AND BURNED,
WITHOUT SOMETHING TO SAY, OH YEAAAH
BLACK CLOUD UNDER YOUR WORLD,
ALL THIS FOR NOTHING?
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THOUSANDS YEARS OF CIVILIZATION, HAVE PASSED
THE EXISTENCE OF THE WILD WORLD, STILL FASCINATED US
THERE ARE THIRTY-SIX THOUSAND YEARS
ON THE WALLS OF THE CAVES THE MAN PAINTED WILD LIFE, WITH FEAR, UNDER THE NATURE
WE TOLERATE, THE EXISTENCE OF NATURE
THIRST, HUNGER AND FEAR, SOON WEβLL NO LONGER HAVE THIS UNIVERSE
IN WHICH WE LIVE
IN WHICH WE LIVE
WE REPLACE OURSELVES WITH THE DOMESTIC WORLD THAT FEED, SEAVES.
A USEFUL WORLD FOR MEN
PROGRESS, EXHAUSTION, CLIMATE, MODIFICATION
PROGRESS, EXHAUSTION, CLIMATE, MODIFICATION
PROGRESS, EXHAUSTION, CLIMATE, MODIFICATION
PROGRESS, EXHAUSTION, CLIMATE, MODIFICATION
FOUR BILLION YEARS OF EVOLUTION
HAD FORGET, LIFE ON EARTH
PROGRESS, EXHAUSTION, CLIMATE,
AND IN JUST FEEL HUNDRED YEARS, THE MAN DESTROYED EVERYTHING
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Vidas arrastadas pelo desespero
Aguardando a hora de queimar.
Crateras para o inΓcio da desgraΓ§a,
Por que temer o fim?
PodridΓ£o ao amanhecer,
Pensamentos em vΓ£o.
EscuridΓ£o e sombras,
Escondida a sete chaves ( x2)
Crenças para o mal,
O ritual começou.
Apenas as verdades subliminares,
Expostas de maneira errada.
PodridΓ£o ao amanhecer,
Pensamentos em vΓ£o.
EscuridΓ£o e sombras,
Escondida a sete chaves ( x2)
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