Storms, Clouds, Wings, Darkness
Filthiness reeks around this place
This is my eternal nightmare
Standing up from my grave

Screams, Fire, Fear, Pain
Poverty is my destiny
I've denied You now I'm right here
I wouldn't be rotting in this jail

Chorus
I thought we had a second chance
I followed the way of the world
I never did what You wanted me do to
And there is no second chance for me.

A bloody place, poisoned by your hands
You can't hear my scream anymore
Had I chosen the right way
I wouldn't be rotting in this jail

Screams, Fire, Fear, Pain
Poverty is my destiny
I've denied You now I'm right here
I wouldn't be rotting in this jail


by Zé Mingau