From the Past Comes the Storms

The sky throws up storms trying to avenge itself
You feel a pain that burns your flesh
Your reflection inside the mirror
Shows a past soiled by the blood of innocents
The human greed will be their own destruction
The apes in their cages surrounded by thorns
That are forcing us to live here

I feel an urge to melt and go through cracks
To vanish like a fossil that will be found
Flying on the universe
Brains of armed lives hidden in pits
It's a fight of d'warves strengthening the giants
They are sons of the same father, fruit of the same mother
All of them cry together in despair

But what's heard is only the buzz of flies
Over the rotten flesh
There's no more safe ground to be on
Everybody around you reflects an image
Distorted and wounded
I can hear the cry of a million souls
That have been already marked by their deaths
While the laughs of satisfaction echo endlessly

Insanity, lacerating the last sanity
Endlessly, still remains on minds
Lunacy, masses smashed by a holy shit
No regret, from the past comes the storms

The sky throws up storms trying to avenge itself
You feel a pain that burns your flesh
Your reflection inside the mirror
Shows a past soiled by the blood of innocents
The human greed will be their own destruction
The apes in their cages surrounded by thorns
That are forcing us to live here

10. A Hora E A Vez Do Cabelo Nascer

Venha ver as minhas cores
Ah, t? na hora do cabelo nascer
Hasteei o meu cabelo
Ah, para que o sol fique sabendo das coisas

O meu cabelo ? verde e amarelo
Violeta e transparente
A minha caspa ? de purpurina
Minha barba azul anil

[Translation]
The Hour And The Time For Growing Hair (Mutantes)

Come to see my colors
Ah, it's the hour for growing hair
I hoisted my hair
Ah, so that the sun is knowing what's going on

My hair is green and yellow
Purple and transparent
Ah, my hair what a desease
My beard is navy blue