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| The Core of Life | Night Escape | The Obscure | Life and it's Lies
| Dirty Religions | Neverland | War Film | Christ's Lips | Kill or Die


THE CORE OF LIFE
(Elizomar Filho)
Life is not like a railroad track
That always leads to the same place
Or a TV commercial
That never shows you as you are
Life is like the dunes of the desert
That shift with each gust of wind
Itís like the walls that devide nations
But which can be destroyed

You can build the life you chose
Chain yourself to your dreams
Dream whatever you please
For a new day is always there

Life is not like a dried tree
That wonít blossom anymore
Or a rose without thorns
I see a lot more thorns than petals
Life is not like the footprints on the beach
That the sea washes away
Or a game of marked cards
That always has the same winner
Life is like the pebbles in a river bed
Theyíre always rolling here and there
Itís like a childís look
That always seeks the next day

You can build the world you wish
Free yourself from the fear of living
Live as you please
For a new day is always there

Life doesnít end when
The nightís curtain is drawn down
Life doesnít slip through your fingers
Life doesnít copy art for art is life itself




NIGHT ESCAPE
(Elizomar Filho & Marcvs VinŪcivs)

The night is the essential fuel
To dissolve the powder and
Explode the desire
The night burns the veins, the lungs
Makes me travell in dreams
And have illusions

The night sets my thoughts ablaze
Lit by the ligths of the city
The night inflames all that is dark
It sets me speedy and go to anywhere

There are nights when I roam the city
There are nights when I canít sleep
At night I run away from reality
But from the night I canít escape

The night is the essential fuel
To burn the grass and explode the dreams
The night makes me think of you
But Iím alone, what can I do?

The night sets my thoughts ablaze
Lit by the lights of the city
The night inflames all that is dark
It sets me speedy and go to anywhere

There are nights when I roam the city
There are nights when I canít sleep
At night I run away from reality
But from the night I canít escape

The night roams the city
The night donít let me sleep
Day after day the night comes
To destroy me... Destroy me... Destroy me...




THE OBSCURE
(Klťber & Marcvs VinŪcivs)

My skin doesn't hide my age anymore
For what I can or cannot do
I think of things which
Are out of the reality
I believe that I'm about to die

Don't, don't take me now
Don't, don't take me now

Dark clouds are crowd my head
Distorced images come to corrode me
In this land which
Belongs no-one
I believe that I'm about to die

Don't, don't take me now
Don't, don't take me now

With my obscure and ailing brain
In my dreams I see my grave
Carved in the tombstone
I see my name
And the fear brings madness back

Finally death appears in front of me
I don't know what to do
I pray to God for my soul
I say goodbye
Now it's for real




LIFE AND IT'S LIES
(Klťber & Marcvs VinŪcivs)

When I hear ďLife is beautyĒ...
ďMoney is not importantĒ...
I fell disgust with human lies
I feed on trash rests

In our childhood we have a lot of dreams
When we grow up we see the reality
Itís the destiny of human race

I feel a deep pain in my soul
Itís like a disease
That hurt my feelings
For seeing the falsehood around the world
Showed in the peopleís face

Iím flying acroos the sky
Lost in a forgotten past
Life and it's lies

When I say ďLife is hardĒ...
ďMoney is very importantĒ...
Iím living with human lies
I know the richnesses of life

Iím sailing across the sea
Lost in forgotten past
Life and it's lies

I feel a deep pain in my soul
Itís like a disease
That hurt my feelings
For seeing the falsehood around the world
Showed in the peopleís face

Iím walking across the flames
Lost in a future time
Life and it's reality




DIRTY RELIGIONS
(Elizomar Filho & Marcvs VinŪcivs)

I canít beg to be forgiven
For a thing that I never did
I canít have my life controlled
By people who claim be what theyíre not

I canít live with my hands tied
Following rascals like gods or prophets
I canít talk to you with false words
Thoughts that are not mine
I canít tell you which path
You must walk by
Neither me... nor anyone else

The words that come from books
Are up to you to decipher
How much longer will
They sell their speeches
False ideologies at the doors of
Temples and Churches?
Dirty words easily traded
Sermons fabricated and sold in trays

Why make up miracle scenes
To earn dirty money?
Why deceive the people with false hopes?
Why lie promissing a world thatís unreal?
Why create a bond between good and evil?

How much longer will they still try
To become eternal
And destroy the people?
How much longer will there still be time
For all this crap to change
And cease to exist?




NEVERLAND
(Elizomar Filho)

The child that I was
The son that you are
The man that youíll be
The son is still me

I look with your eyes
And see myself in you
I speak with your voice
And feel everything like you do

I know what youíll say
And what you think

Dreams knock on the door
Nightmares slip away
While the night sleeps
You sleep and I keep watching you

Donít be afraid of the dark
Iíll tell you with Panís story
Who knows someday
Youíll be forever a child

You are the oxygen
I breathe to live
You are the one way
That I search to follow

I look with your eyes
And see myself in you
I speak with your voice
And feel everything like you do

I know how to hold your hand
And get you to the Neverland




WAR FILM
(Elizomar Filho)

Shadows project jails bars on the walls
From where no-one is able to run away
Around these walls are armed men
All of them ready
Ready to destroy

Enclosed and attacked from all sides
Thereís no way to escape
We have to survive in order to learn
And understand what is to live

The wind brings back to the screen
Memories of death... torture... and pain
I pretend I forget them
I wanna survive
But the only way is turn off the TV

Enclosed and attacked from all sides
Thereís no way to escape
We have to survive in order to learn
And understand what is to live

ďThe blood shedded stains the coat of arms...
The medal won rusts with time...Ē




CHRIST'S LIPS
(Elizomar Filho)

Itís no use trying to fly
For flying is not manís thing
Itís no use trying to run
A God donít run away
From life
Nor from death

The body is just too little
For what man wishes
Only the mind alone
Can lie at will

Iím the wrath
The well and the pendulum
I'm the end
But not even in death is everything lost

What would be of days
Without calendars?
What would be of the night
Without the dark?
What would be of love
Without lovers?
What would be of God
Without man
To believe in him?

Christís lips
Manís blood




KILL OR DIE
(Marcvs VinŪcivs)

With every passing day weíre dying
Thereís only misery, hunger, inanition
We have got to take action
Or else it will be our total destruction

We are soldiers marooning for fate
Without arms and without instruction
Scattered throughout this country
Bound for destruction

We must gather strength to fight
Fight for survive
We must gather strength to fight
In that war is only kill or die

And the very ones to blame
Are the government that now rules
With their dirty and corrupt politicians
Those we cannot count on

But the people are also to blame
For putting these fuckiní jerks in power
Illiterate and ignorant
Such are our people...
what can we do?