Escalpos
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Escalpos
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A cada momento uma morte
Há dias de se aumentar o sofrimento
E não são poucos os que choram seus mortos
Mas já são muitos os que morrem de fome
São heróis que matam
São inimigos os que morrem
Ao escalpo com suas barbas
Ao escalpo com suas peles
Por todas as mães choram
E todos os que esperam seus mortos
Não há beleza na tortura da batalha
Não há o brilho na lâmina da espada
E não há honra na morte
Nem nunca houve
Ao escalpo com suas barbas
Ao escalpo com suas peles
Por todas as mães choram
E todos os que esperam seus mortos
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