Paradise

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Composição de: Bittencourt/Matos/Loureiro
Since the time of the ancients 
When gladiators fought 
Turning movements of action to passion 
Their life was a game 

See the blood of the bodies 
Spilling onto the floor? 
How could people applaud it 
It's madness it's all so insane! 

Blood, through your heart 
Never stops for one minute 
And there you will find: 
- there is no other way! 

The arena's still crowded 
But the rules take new forms 
Some of them tread on stages 
Some others chase after a ball... 

Blood, through your heart 
Never stops for one minute 
And there you will find: 
- there is no way out! 

Demons with a thousand eyes: 
- look at me and cast your spell!... 
We're dreaming of paradise 
While we stay here in hell!!!
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