O Grito

You already know good and evil
You have heard Jesus speak
There is a louder cry that affirms
That Jesus will come to save the saved
For some it's a cry of pain
For others it's pure illusion
But for me, this cry is the last cry
From God to us, brothers

Cry out loud, Lord, from Your dwelling place
Tell Your faithful people that the time has come
I say and repeat: Your cry is power
Your cry is the hammer that crushed the stone
I refer to the stone that death threw at Jesus and killed

Killed, killed
Death killed Jesus
Satan in a loud voice told his people
That he was the winner
Winner, winner
He said he was the winner
But he didn't know that Christ was dying because God was silent

God's mouth was shut
On the first and second day
It was then that the earth's mouth opened
Receiving the Savior of the world
But on the third day God's mouth opened and cried out
The chains of death broke, shattered
There was light and Jesus Christ rose

He rose, he rose
Christ rose
There is no victory without struggle
Only those who fight have eternal life
Fighter, fighter
Christ rose
There is no victory without struggle
Only those who fight have eternal life