Morre Diabo lyrics by Reboco. Com o cano em sua cabeça Não há, resgate piedade e frieza Sem fé sem crença e nenhuma referência Desespero e angústia Escorrem...
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Com o cano em sua cabeça
Não há, resgate piedade e frieza
Sem fé sem crença e nenhuma referência
Desespero e angústia
Escorrem entre suas pernas
Dominado por ódio e loucura
Valores nulos, cicatrizes da rua
Dez anos de pó e pedra
A faca chegou a entortar no peito da véia
Parecia de aço
Morre Diabo
Morre Diabo
Realidade nua e crua
Levanta a lápide, da sua sepultura
Morre Diabo, uh
Morre Diabo, uh
Morre Diabo, uh
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