Se um dia eu pudesse ver
Meu passado inteiro
E fizesse parar de chover
Nos primeiros erros
Meu corpo viraria sol
Minha mente viraria sol
Mas só chove, chove...
[...]
Nothing will ever stop it.
Hell went through this land
Waking up all the darkness
Deceiving the good
and destryoing the mood.
I know that I can change
But only some lands unhabited
The good was bitten
and thrown to a dead valley.
Lord, do you hear me?
Why?
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