No Pain For The Dead

Rafael Bittencourt

Composição de: Bittencourt/Loureiro
Standing by his coffin 
Thoughts have gone astray 
Life is just a burden 
Carry yours away 
Wipe the tears that fall 
Moments recalled in the Child's eyes 
Watch the world go by 
Flying through the stars 
Won't hide the scars

Always 
Mourning cries 
Wasted in this world 
I'd never realized 
Smiles in the falling rain

Wash the tears away 
Face the angels of death 
Soon your time will be over 
Your salvation is ahead 
That's why I said 
There is no pain for the dead

Dying now 
Hourglass counts down 
Leaving this world 
Your destination is

Hiding mourning time 
Face up to the world 
Another day passes by 
Living our minutes in vain 
Wipe the tears away

Triumph for the martyrs of the war 
Fallen for the causes of the others... 
Worth the sacrifice? 
Heroes are dying now 
Hearing their mothers cry 
Heaven is a metaphor 
Free your mind and spirit

Mother Earth, do you part take my 
soul, oh no! 
Water, wind and fire... 
Will take our spirits away

Victims of Sacrifice
Face the Angel of Death 
Struggling to survive
Soon your time will be over 
Revolution remains
Your salvation is ahead 
It's not so sad 
There is no pain for the dead 
Victims of Sacrifice
There'll be no rest till you're dead 
Struggling to survive
Liberation of soul 
It's not so sad 
There is no pain for the dead, oh! 
...No pain for the dead
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