Hate In The Clouds
Hate in the clouds
Do I hate your guns?
Where's love?
The words look for their destiny in the clouds.
The phrases of hate spoken by the blind
Steel fingers touch dead children.
Who isn't dead?
To love the old orders of the waking.
At night the sanes leave remain the dead.
Hate in the clouds.
Odio ate as nuvens
Eu odeio suas armas?
Onde esta o amor?
As palavras buscam seu destino ate as nuvens.
As frases do odio ditas pelo cego.
Dedos de aco encostam nas criancas mortas.Quem nao esta morto?
Amar as velhas ordens do despertar.
A noite os lucidos vao embora e o que sobram sao os mortos
Ódio ate as nuvens
Autor(es): Gillian Relvas
