terça-feira, outubro 02, 2007

Our master's whip

We live blessed with Jesus kiss
We live blindfolded in our disguised bliss
Come with me my brother,
Share my pain
We’ll meet my Jesus
Don’t waste your life in vain

Hear the whisper from the loose projectile
Hear the screams behind the borders of “Kingdom Hostile”

Let’s play by these rules
And dance under the master’s whip
Take my hands, my legs, my bodie
My soul, my rage and my pride they’re to keep

Sit with me let’s see this kingdom burn
The way of the revolution is the way to learn
Our weapon is our voice
“We can make it better”
This time it’s our choice

Get all slaves together
And shout in one voice
“YOUR FUCKING WHIP IS A FEATHER!”

1 comentário:

Batista disse...

Fónix, Mourinhiolakis, que isto já atingiu dimensão internacional !!
Grande Dos Mouros !
Está brutal !!

Abraço !