Song For My Death
Sarcofago
My friend dressed in black
Always watching me from some distance
Devoted fellow, enemy of the flowers
Mother of the ones who suffer
So many fears, so many loves you
I know that your face is fair
Nothing more will exist
Everything will continue the same
Money, power and blue sky
Means nothing when people die
Democracy, symphathy, you and i
Means nothing when people die
Darkness, storms, calm and joys
Souls screaming in agony
Children playing in innocence
Where we came from
We are innocent victims
Natural losers
Hungries in a banquet
Corpses without soul
Money, power and blue sky
Means nothing when people die
Democracy, symphathy, you and i
Means nothing when people die
Why we fear fate?
Why we fear deliverance?
Hell is on men's earth
Heaven is on dead's earth
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