Tell me God, tell me Lord…
Why do we find
in death the sense of our life
if we cannot rectify
Only pay for what
we should have done
but we did not?
Will, in his death,
the atheist find God?
Will, in his death,
the priest realizes his God was a lie?
All the same before
the dark final sight
And what if death
comes today?
Is this the final judgment´day?
Why do we find
in death the sense of our life
if we cannot rectify
Only pay for what
we should have done
but we did not?
Will, in his death,
the atheist find God?
Will, in his death,
the priest realizes his God was a lie?
Human kind, great, powerful,
but it comes for all of us
Will, in his death,
the atheist find God?
Will, in his death,
the priest realizes his God was a lie?
Tell me you are there
Great Lord,
please tell me!
Have my tears been in vain?
Look at me,
I am the feared dark one
And I write the End.
Me diga, Deus, me diga, Senhor...
Por que nós encontramos
Na morte o sentido da nossa vida
Se não podemos contestar?
Só pagamos pra que?
Nós devíamos ter feito
Mas não fizemos
Será que em sua morte
O ateu encontrará Deus?
Será que em sua morte
O padre vai perceber que Deus é uma mentira?
Todo o mesmo de antes
A última visão negra
E se a morte
Vier hoje?
Será o dia do julgamento final?
Espécie humana, grande, poderosa
Mas virá pra todos nós
Me diga que está aí
