Loitering in the shadows
Drowned into a sea of filth
Waging and endless war
Reveal its twisted face
Burning with the fire
Justice bend its knees
The law of suffering
Pandemic domination
A web of vice and greed
The perfect host for parasites
Feeds from the force
Of every word spat by deceiving snakes
We were born to die
We are nothing but the spawn of hate
From dust to ashes
To pieces of a human waste
Underworld of power
Parallel regime
Collapsed institutions
The inner sanctum of lies
No fight, no glory
Militia attack
Corrupção, corporação
O ódio e o caos vindos da favela
Sell their souls, lods of the plagues
The root of all tribulation
Honor cast aside
Reflections that bleed
An effigy stripped of pride
Truce, illusions out of sight
Lost in the depths of an endless strife
Pain, struggle, I count the days
Lost in the dephts of and endless sfrife
No fight, no glory
Militia attack
Honor cast aside
Truce, illusions out of sight
Lost in the depths of an endless strife
Pain, struggle, I count the days
Lost in the dephts of and endless sfrife
Corrupção, insurreição
O ódio e o caos vindos da favela
Corrupção, corporação
O ódio e o caos vindos da favela
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