Glórias e Renúncias
Mensageiros da Profecia
Glories and Renunciations
What is the value
Of a man gaining the whole world
And losing his own soul?
What is the value of being here
If not to feel you?
I renounce this glory
I don't want it anymore
What is the value of the carat chains
Hanging on your sweatshirt?
They can't shine anymore
As nothing dims your talent
You're good at what you do
You're always the best at it
Number one in the city
Your face on the billboards
Being popular doing what you always loved
Climbing on stages
Vomit you call a show
Maybe your audience
Doesn't even know who you really are
A character created far from faith
What is the value of the trips
Paris, Miami, Boston?
Your feature on the cover of Rolling Stones
On high peaks
Popping Champagne Chandon
And lonely your mother on another New Year's Eve
Waiting for the son
For whom she always prayed!
Wondering
Where did she go wrong?
Your heart, already weak, succumbs to deceit
She couldn't resist, she died of grief
What is the value of being here
If not to feel you?
I renounce this glory
I don't want it anymore
What is the value of being here
If not to feel you?
I renounce this glory
I don't want it anymore
I got lost in the illusion
Today I understand the phrase that hurts
Like a razor
Dear mother!
She used to say: My son, be careful
A signed contract is a sold soul!
Nothing buys a man's speech
Stay firm
Preserve justice
Today I commercialize faith
And sell a God for every covetousness
I live up to this prosperity
Greedy, warming the temple's bench
Feeding false hope
Inflating the ego of a proud servant
My face stamped with the phrase below
It's time to live conquest
On the facade of a church
A mercenary attracts tithe payers
What is the value of climbing altars
Talking about a God I never knew?
Pronouncing strange words
Pretending the presence I never felt
Prophecy from the outside
I'm a caricature, simulating a gift
After that I receive the fee
And spend your offering at a Bourbon hotel
It was good when it was true
Everything I wrote, but not profitable
Today I write lies
With sweetness I receive money, fame, and shine
I regret selling myself
To this industry that sells heaven
I deserve the consequences of my actions
I pretended to be a saint
But I was unfaithful!
What is the value of being here
If not to feel you?
I renounce this glory
I don't want it anymore
What is the value of being here
If not to feel you?
I renounce this glory
I don't want it anymore
So there are two options left
But
Your illusions are over
And what
Only time will heal
Here
There's a price to pay
On one side
Lots of luxury and comfort
Just relax
On the other side
Short time and effort
To reconnect
With whom you once
Hurt, even despised
With whom now
Life has brought you back
It's over!!
Exposed your wounds
Don't despise
The simplest logic about life
No matter
How much money you can spend
There's only one mother
And you can't buy her at the store
Ohh
Ohh
I renounce this glory
I don't want it anymore
What is the value of being here
If not to feel you?
I renounce this glory
I don't want it anymore
What is the value of being here
If not to feel you?
I renounce this glory
I don't want it anymore