Footsteps of Angels

Com um passo lento e silencioso aproxima-se aquela mensageira divina,

Senta-se na cadeira ao meu lado, coloca a sua gentil mão na minha.

E ela olha-me e sorri-me com aquele olhar carinhoso e profundo,

Como as estrelas, tão imóveis e santas, que do Céu observam o mundo.


quarta-feira, 1 de fevereiro de 2012

War


See the devil on the doorstep now,
Tempting everybody's souls somehow.
Planting the seed of hatred and pain,
While reality and nightmare become the same.
They taint our souls with darkness,
And we become prisoners in their madness,
While we give in just like a bunch of fools.
Time is ticking and we can't go back…

What about the world today?
What about the place that we call home?
We’ve never been so many,
And we've never been so alone

You keep watching from your picket fence,
You keep talking but it makes no sense!
You say we're not responsible,
But we are, we are.
You wash your hands and come out clean,
You fail to recognize the enemies within
You say we're not responsible,
But we are, we are, we are, we are.

One step forward making two steps back,
Lining up for the grand illusion,
No answers for no questions asked;
Lining up for the execution,
Without knowing why…

It’s all about power,
Then taking control.
Breaking the rule,
Breaking the soul.
They twist and pull our puppet strings,
While they slowly rip out our wings.
They bruise us, break us,
Corrupt us, destroy us,
They suck us dry until there’s nothing left…

What about the world today?
What about the place that we call home?
We've never been so many,
And we've never been so alone

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