The Words That Remains
(Filipe Duarte)
Searching for confort
Running in the night
So deep inside my heart
He comes so easily
And says right inside
You're mine
I see an insane world growing
And destroying itself
Where Hipocrisy reings
The door of right way is wide open
And there's no one to come
And that persist to remains
Many weapons shot so blindly
And this beauty no more shall be
There is something really valuable
And I'm scarding for
Sacrifice not in vain
We have the power to proclaim
This curse will no more
In death line remain
Every weapons shot so blindly
But in the supernatural power of
Blood we believe
I can see the right word written
In a gold book, the word that remains
For all those who keep this word
In their heart, shall not perish but escape...
From this insane world growing
And destroying itself where hypocrisy reigns
Oh, please God give us the right
For this word, that nothing more has to wait
Many serpents bite so blindly
And any hurt on us shall sink
I've found my confort
Standing the night
Not deep inside my heart
He comes so easily
And says right inside... You're mine
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