Para Todo Sempre Guerra

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For All Forever War

- Get up mom, it's no use asking anymore
Not even on your knees by the bed will God hear you
Stop insisting and pretending to believe
And die without an alternative, dreaming of a way out
Tired of the candle burning in the window
Rejected by the saint who didn't save
And tired of looking over here and believing in a people
Who spat on the blessing with disgust for the gold
And how much blood still has to flow, screams to the sky
Agonizing, begging for mercy with hands to the sky
To understand that faith doesn't always heal
And believing in peace now would be madness
If here what matters is what's in your pocket, you know
The number of heads you decapitated
Proves that victory comes in someone's tears
Not in the supplication of the prayer saying amen
For those who wanted to overcome injustice brought success
Sarcastic perspicacity in the hug, in the kiss
A shot with a pleasant smile in the eyes
The charisma that not even Christ could suspect
Tired of believing and waiting for an answer
Why fight and end up in the same crap
Tears don't move, mud on top of the house
Who left me hungry has more than they needed
Feel the shock, the curse of the relentless plague
The blood shed in vain on the cross of Calvary
And tears without pain, torture without respite
Click, clack, pow! and for all forever War!

(Chorus)
And for all forever war...War!
For all forever war...War!
For all forever war...War!
For all forever war...War!

Only I know what I went through, what I suffered, what I cried
Without someone to ask 'What's wrong with you?'
Anguished, confused, I almost ended it all
I almost killed myself, but I confess I thought about it
Alone in a room, one step away from failure
Between the weight of loneliness and a loaded gun
Damn! I also wanted to laugh at everything
Dream about graduation, choose which bed I sleep in
Lie down and manage to sleep without remembering
Pray believing that something can save me
Seeing the sun approaching and what am I going to do
Tomorrow is another day, the children have to eat
The pain shakes, drives crazy, tortures in doubt
-Don't look at my face, asshole!
The crisis turned another one who only wanted
To look proudly and see his family happy one day
Lamentable hope, the salvation that only came
With the motherfucker's head split in half
Killing the thirst for revenge, the trauma in memory
Of the father who didn't want to see his childhood in his son
Tired of waiting for the right person on the podium
The answer of the tithe without a TV on the shelf
Seeing faith massacred, agonizing alive
Reborn in another loaded, weighing on the belt
Wanted to believe in the future, sleep without fear
Without seeing that joy is not for those born without a cradle
Screwed, the illusion of the smile fell to the ground
Click, clack, pow! and for all forever War!