Letra da Música: Unface - Brute Chant

Mortal and actual
Human handwork
Urban landscape
Sphere of killing
Already buried man
Yet preaching dogmas
Loving raping
On hunt for taste pleasure

Like pain that never ends
Sick fighting to defeat
Tomorrow worthless to recall

Set a dream to life
Sick enough to blame some lives
Not knowing a smile
Shame cry undone

Lover, bower
No face to lose
No eyes to close