Refém da Amnésia

Brother, Jesus loves you and your name is written in the book of life
And when He wants a soul
He makes a point of rescuing her from the depths of hell

Peace, justice and freedom, you bum!
I had everything: Car, house, luxury stuff
Cool motorcycle, terrifying woman, dirty money
Of blood, only bang-bang, bandit
Exhausted collector, no massage for the enemy, a danger
Something wrong is happening to me, I don't know
Every now and then, a believer comes to visit me at home
For the past few days, I've been getting a bit confused
Does God want me or does he want money and profit?
Are you coming to mess up? Can you please leave?
If I didn't come for love, I'll come for pain, one said
Damn, what kind of people, what a fucking insistent believer!
My trip is delayed, I'm going to clog my comb!
He spoke, faithful collector
With two squares, he just spat on the Lord's sacred word
I'm here, I'm here, I'm going like a Kamikaze
From SP to MG, truly bloodthirsty
To get the boy's signature, bro, it's a given ribbon
And if you like, about 300 thousand will make the kids happy
Early morning, tired trip, small town
Dirty police in Minas Gerais, who kill and act naive
Whoever narrated it was astonished by the word of the Lord
As soon as he arrived in the city, a crook reported him
What a shame, what a criminal life, I'm going to die like a pauper
With two 380 and 40 bullets in the magazine
Clack, clack, if you scratched, the white hand warned
Get in the car, you bum! The exterminator shouted
A shotgun shovel on the run, bleeding, God help me!
I lost it, I can't breathe: I was thrown from the car onto the street
No incident, I'm safe, without me deserving it
I don't remember anything and the scalpel opens my head
A bullet lodged in the back of my neck made me hostage to amnesia
I am a servant of Jesus, crucified on earth

If it's not for love, it'll be for pain
For those who spit on the word of the Lord
And for those who saw their own blood spilled
No faith in praise

Enter through the narrow gate
For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction
And many are those who enter through it
Peace, justice and freedom, brother!

Three months hospitalized, I am discharged, I cross the lawn
I go to the other side of the street, alive, but defeated
I don't know if I have family, friends
No one is waiting for me, I don't know if I have an enemy
The doctor who operated on me told me that the one who cured me
He was the Eternal Creator, Father of Jesus the Redeemer
Who washed us with the immaculate blood
Buried in the bosom of the earth, after 3 days, resurrected
Paper citizen, which Brazil threw to the moths
Abortion not performed, for fear of people who kill
Crazy, at rock bottom, hypocrites spit in your face
But the Lion of the tribe of Judah does not seek gold
Foolish man, atheist, says that God does not exist
I live with hunger and I do not deny its Name, give up!
Lucifer, what do you want? You won't see me steal
I see the evil of the world on the screen of a bar
In the afternoon, tired, counting miserable pennies
I light a cigarette and watch the image of the devil
Distorted information, rich people do not spare lives
Audiovisual massacre, the homicidal channel
A painful life, no memory and no one to help
Just be cold and eat the garbage the country gives us
Every place has its law, and you know
Even trapped in the underworld of the tenth world or behind bars
Love is worthless, paper prevails here
Of the damned traitor actor, expelled from heaven
Just vanity, appeals for complicity, problem
Evil that rages whoever denies the password, in the scene
Because here, the boy contaminated and left sequelae
Today, he puts speeches in soap operas and raises awareness on screen
Divine justice does not make mistakes
I am a servant of Jesus, crucified on earth

If it's not for love, it'll be for pain
For those who spit on the word of the Lord
And for those who saw their own blood spilled
No faith in praise

In 4 years, I only see evil in high voltage altered
Surviving in hell, the soul of the righteous is shaken
Man, you know, the enemy is cowardly
Precariousness surrounds the heir of the eternal city
Unfortunately, intelligent minds only want profit
Ambition at a thousand, disorder, elderly man ignores the speech
The poisoned layman inherits the eternal kingdom
Currency at the expense of war, Nego, leads you to hell
If it's not God, who is it? No one stands still
The world belongs to Lucifer, every man for himself
Because the Eternal wants to heal the sick and, in the sieve, several pass
No blasphemer passes by, shh! Shut up, rescue the souls
Oh my Lord, give me strength to compose
Drive away the enemy from the soul of the good blood narrator
Wherever you go, wherever impunity lives
Where life is not worth a Judas shovel in humanity
Your humiliated son, from Minas to São Paulo
One day, I stopped to sleep in Brasilândia, tired
With infected skin from head to toe
Joked, with 4 thousand in his pocket in 10 cent coins
Like a pig, treated and remembered only during the election
The heart beats strongly in front of the Christian temple
There, a beautiful hymn penetrated my ear
It wasn't a hellish siren or the echo of a gunshot
Before Christ I knelt and begged for love
I want to be healed, forgive my sins, Lord!
I got up, I was scared, I'll never forget the service
I recognized the saint speaking, on top of the pulpit
The believer I punched and kicked out of the house
Today he is my brother in faith and together we rescue souls
The word from the mouth of the righteous has cured me of amnesia
I am a servant of Jesus, crucified on earth