1718
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1718
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Olhe o mundo fora do lugar
O messias as mãos lavou
Aquele discurso cheio de fé
Quantos enganou
Parece não fazer sentido
O distópico próximo está
O Santo já não protege
Ele escolheu julgar
Vejo um novo ciclo nascer
Dias após o caos reinar
A verdade já não liberta
Esse clarão só faz cegar
Parece não fazer sentido
O distópico próximo está
O Santo já não protege
Ele escolheu julgar
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