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Riskin’ our lives
(Leonel Morgado)
Riskin’ our lives, We
are riskin’ our lives, They are riskin’ our
lives, It all makes sense?
Cold-hearted thieves, You are playing with the lives of our kids. Cold-hearted thieves, You are
playing with the lives of our kin. |
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Jack the Ripper
(José António Silva)
On a cold dark
night, A butcher attacks at sight. A killer who seeks for blood Will kill the one he loves. The man who wants revenge Will rip the fucking strange.
I’m Jack the
Ripper.
A shadow who
walks alone And has ‘n mind its one; The dead souls of the street Are for him to keep. They say
the monster died, I believe he’s still
alive.
I’m Jack the
Ripper.
Jack comes and
goes, In the dark of the night. He kisses all the whores, Then gives them a fight. The
Jews and the doctors Will get all the blame, But it’s only Jack, Playing
his dirty game.
I’m Jack the
Ripper. |
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Believe (José António Silva)
You say too
much, You say you give, But I don’t believe. I don’t
believe.
You promise
life, But death you give; You promise health, But pain
inflict; In your fucking lies I don’t believe, ...don’t believe.
You must take
me, If you want to live. I
don’t believe, I don’t believe.
Just like a
poison, Running in my veins; Just like this madness, Turning me insane. The only
thing that from you I gain ... is the fucking
pain.
You taste like
shit And death you give, I
believe. I believe.
The right
decision, I can make: The
taste of death, I don’t want to take, ‘cos I’m the one who chooses my fate, ...because I’m free.
I believe, I
believe, I believe. |
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Infinito (José António Silva / Luís Salgueiro)
=== Dedicated to the memory of Tiago Valente,
Purgatório's first soul ===
Todo o homem é um sonho, Todo o homem é um mito. Tu
não podes mais sonhar, Tu estás morto, meu
amigo.
Quando tu te foste embora, Algo de mim foi contigo. Perdemos o nosso sonho, Para
esse lugar maldito.
Vem, sonha comigo; Vem, meu amigo. Vem, sonha
comigo; Vem, meu amigo.
Todo o homem é um sonho; E o teu sonho está comigo.
Está na hora de sonhar:
Porque tu vives, meu amigo.
Tu vives dentro de mim, Tu vives dentro de nós. De
irmão para irmão te peço: Olhai por todos
nós.
Vem, sonha comigo; Vem, meu amigo. Vem, sonha
comigo; Vem, meu amigo.
Agora que o sonho vive, Tu podes viver também. Teu
espírito está comigo, Ele está com tua
mãe.
Tu que voas com o dragão, Nas asas do infinito; E
chamas o nosso nome, Desse horrível lugar
maldito.
Vem, sonha comigo; Vem, meu amigo. Vem, sonha
comigo; Vem, meu amigo. |
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Spirit Is
(Mike Scott [Waterboys])
Man gets tired,
spirit don’t Man surrenders, spirit won’t Man crawls, spirit flies Spirit lives when man dies
Man seems,
spirit is Man dreams, spirit lives Man is tethered, spirit is free What spirit is man can be. |
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Hate (José António Silva)
You’re the one
I hate,
But I’m the one who’s fake.
You cannot be trust’d,
I’ll
turn you into dust.
Your lies cannot blind me,
Can’t you see I’m free?
Can’t
you see I’m free...?
Can’t you see I’m
free?
This pain that
cuts like steel,
This pain that seems so real: A heart that cannot beat, Locked inside the crypt.
Hate...the only thing I feel:
It seems so fucking real. A
thing that cannot beat Locked inside a
crypt. My soul is
yours to take.
It’s a cruel fate. I will crawl to you... My
heart belongs to you.
Nightmares ‘r’ haunting
me, Hate’s the thing I see. Pain is what I feel...
It
seems so fucking real.
Hate, Hate the
thing all around you
Hate, Hate the thing that
looks at you
Hate, Hate the thing that you must
do.
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Wrong idea
(Luís Salgueiro)
It’s all new,
But it’s so strange:
I must be happy, But I still
feel some rage.
It’s my
strange way
That drives me insane;
I’m in my room,
Thinking
something new.
I should be
smiling, Looking at the skies, Remembering all these moments
And let t’spirit fly.
I’ve no wishes To come true,
I think I’ve done
Everything.
This is cruel,
This must be
wrong;
And I just need To
believe
That it’s a wrong idea
It’s a wrong idea
To think like I’m doing:
With
a gun in my mouth,
Ready
to be shooting.
In the
Limits
(Luís Salgueiro/Leonel Morgado)
Since all of my dreams
Don't stop dying
I'm on the limit of agony
And I don't
know what to do
My soul is
enclosed
In this suffering body
That death will free From the
agony I've been living
I always live in
the limits I live them everyday I see in nights and days
Just
pleasure and pain
<KARAOKE>
Got somebody to even the score
But pain only grows
Nothing
really heals me
Got somebody to treasure my bore
Nurture all [of] my soughs May they be free </KARAOKE>
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