No Ano da Fome (feat. Macaia)

[Azagaia]
It all started with pieces of nails that were sold
When they discovered it was the cure for the diseases they learned
So they cut nails and then decided
To hunt nails in the disintegrating corpses

Then someone said that hair is also a remedy
Mixed with nails makes the penis a building
Many became bald to grow this business
Even rulers were bought to offer to each member

Next, they discovered the usefulness of sweat
So someone sweated for the other to earn better
It was sold in little spoons, this liquid with salt
Mixed with spit saliva and smelled bad

Saliva, no one spat for free anymore
Each liter produced was worth a Dollar
This was called the liquidity business
The daily saliva was paid at the end of the month

They say no one knew for sure what was right
But the business was profitable when hunger came close
Everything was sold by centimeter or meter
That year, every life was an object

[Macaia]
You have the chance to be the minority
And show that tomorrow
That tomorrow can be used by each of us
To prove that hope never dies

[Azagaia]
From mixed races new races emerged
Then hunger knocked on the door of new houses
That hunger was cursed and came suddenly
And that's when they discovered that people could be sold
Sometimes in full, other times in pieces
Many times for money, other times for a position
New leadership in a capital company
And so another national head was cut off

Authorities lost authority over this crime
It ceased to be a crime, became a weakness of the regime
Some slept behind bars afraid of losing an arm
The speculative market paid well for a piece

And to kill hunger, some killed a person
How many lost their lives for others to have a good life?!
That year, people no longer thought of killing animals
People were weighed in Dollars or Meticais

And I say more... Cannibals emerged
With the hunger of that year, children ate parents
When the belly grumbles, there's always a shortcut

Everyone already knew what was sold in the butcher shop
Without work, without life prospects
In the year of hunger, no alley had an exit
Killing for food, and everyone was food
Everyone lied, but the truth was known

[Macaia]
You have the chance to be the minority
And show that tomorrow
That tomorrow can be used by each of us
To prove that hope never dies

[Azagaia]
There was hunger, but it was necessary to have law
Because in the midst of slaves there's always someone who wants to be king
That's when it was decided that not everyone could die
Everyone was valuable but others were worth more

So it was decreed, only the different ones were killed
Foreigners, disabled, beggars, and indigents
Mixed races with irreverent colors
Buyers analyzed the eyes and teeth

The fever was total, poor albinos
They were persecuted and sold like goats
Many cried out to God for their destinies
Afraid that hunger would come for their children

Pandemonium
Every man was a demon
No one could trust their own neuron
Let alone the neighbor's
Some lived alone
Some died with everyone
Intoxicated by wine

But after that year everything became stranger
Everyone became different in color and size
The mixture was complete, everyone could be killed
And that's when everyone feared pointing fingers at others

[Macaia]
You have the chance to be the minority
And show that tomorrow
That tomorrow can be used by each of us
To prove that hope never dies