Apocalipse 16 (ultimo dia)

So see if you watch and if today is your last day?
And what was the point of all the rush
Nothing was worth anything
Why so much money, it's no use to put it in the suit pocket
They don't accept that down in hell, nothing, it's worth nothing

Fill the barn with gold, silver, and money
Collect money and capital abroad
Make your name, build your empire, ride in a brand new BMW
One, two, three motorcycles, expensive wine in the cellar to fill many glasses
Mansion with fifteen rooms, jet ski hitched to the Cherokee
Gold chain around the neck
Several trips, several models, inside the hot tub

Who has a lot has because they stole
If they didn't steal from me, it's because your great-great-grandfather stole from mine
And that's why they stayed
Stayed nothing, if that's the case, where is the justice of the God of heaven?
Greedy rich will burn like paper
Money doesn't change anything, doesn't alter for the creator
Money moves the world but doesn't move the one who created it

So see if you watch and if today is your last day?
And what was the point of all the rush
Nothing was worth anything
Why so much money, it's no use to put it in the suit pocket
They don't accept that down in hell, nothing, it's worth nothing

Under the mattress, or in a tax haven
I have a little in the basement
Do you think all this is normal?
After all, you think money is never enough
It brings a lot of security, it reaches glory, status, fame, and power
If for this to happen, someone has to die, you say
Better him than me, I take care of what is mine

And it's over, it's just one more
In front of you, I know there won't be anyone left
No one stays alive to tell the story
It becomes just another ghost in memory
And if I tell you that now your time is up
Your life was weighed on the scale
All you stole, all you killed, who you stepped on

To get where you wanted (you knew)
You will still taste a wooden suit
They cry at the wake all night long
Your friends, your family, you won't see
Where will you be when all this happens?
(Game over, man!)
Now on your knees repent of the evil you did
If you are sincere, God will hear you one more time
Otherwise, justice is hungry
Hell calls your name

So see if you watch and if today is your last day?
And what was the point of all the rush
Nothing was worth anything
Why so much money, it's no use to put it in the suit pocket
They don't accept that down in hell, nothing, it's worth nothing

If the root of all evil grew and became an ungrateful tree
It will bear bitter fruit that will not serve for anything
And a tree that produces nothing turns into firewood
It only serves to burn and turns to ash in the fire
The greatness of a man
Is measured by humility, by truth, by sincerity

By submission to the true God
So kneel, pray, and respect
Ask permission to enter the king's house
Take off your shoes so as not to dirty the king's house
Go barefoot to step on the king's ground

Who wants a lot of wealth ends up with nothing
Loses peace, friends, and ends up with no one
Exchanges the soul for a million in hundred-dollar bills
Becomes a hostage of their own selfishness
Fell laughing into the abyss, thought they were making a profit, ended up at a loss