Mortis (feat. Yago Martins)

They asked for my head on a platter
But along with Jesus, I was nailed
And now I live for the church
Serving the mystical body
Closed until the end
For it's no longer I who live
But Christ lives in me
And so I follow
For my life is no longer mine
The stones they throw at me today, I juggle
In Ronaldinho's style, I doodle this witchcraft
Making the legalist think I'm in rebellion

Hello Yago, it's the rap that confronts hypocrisy
They don't deserve two fingers, but a slap of theology
Liberals, moralists, who were once offended by the Bible
It's written in the stars
Go complain to God
To see God
You don't need to die, someone said
But no one sees God
If they don't die to themselves as well
I stay beyond
The world doesn't discern our group
And the religious cry when they hear what we sing!

That's why the one who is already dead doesn't die
In the rational worship, denies themselves and leaves comfort
It's not that the Lord straightens what is born crooked
But the one who is born in death needs to be born again
I'm not talking about abortion, calm down Nicodemus
There's no life for those who don't take up their Cross
For Christ is all we have from God
I cling to the foundation to escape the darkness and see the light!

Hidden in Christ is
The one who repents
Evil may try
But doesn't kill those who choose to die

[Yago]
Dead in sin, servant of the Devil
I almost end, collapse living fiercely
Then Christ looked, at all that rebellion
The child that was crumbling without guidance in the filth
Then I heard the Word, in the gospel I believed
I drank from the living water where I was reborn
I was dead, pulled to hell by the hand
When God Himself gave redemption

That's why I preach, renounce the ego and unload
Christ's Word for a bunch of blind knots
Like me, who deserved only lashes on the back
Mutt with the Vulgate following Columbus' faith
Crossing seven seas with the desire to help
Those living trapped in bars waiting for the Sun to rise
Or even those in drugs, or the pimp in robes
Delivering salvation to those who rule the synagogue

One cannot be a prophet if they fear web believers
These aware guys, intelligent and conscious
Living on these sites of divergent doctrine
Killing their own souls to be more prominent
At home they've been impotent for a long time
In the local church, always escaping to the tangent
Defending some heretics who are people like us
And attacking the pastors they judge as arrogant
Trying to bring down the one who never wanted to stand
Shooting from all sides, trying to shoot down my faith
While God gives me courage in the rising tide
That sink battleships, not Noah's ark

Hidden in Christ is
The one who repents
Evil may try
But doesn't kill those who choose to die