Consumed our frustrated lives
A violent passage where the blind
Talk about a escape
However, deal remain

I'm silent I see the mistakes
Of a society with stupid births

We're stone
We're stone
We're stone
We're stone

Whit who we can count?
Womans will do stupid births orphans

Moon of the dead walks
Through the graves
Abandoned by the mind
The thirst increases the pain
The pain of the world

The water extinguished in my body
Coagulates the blood of my veins

Composição: Carlos D´Boa