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Blindhammer

cego martelo

All our father's backs are broken All our father's backs are broken Todas as costas de nossos pais estão quebradas And our prophets are insane And our prophets are insane E os nossos profetas são dementes There is no one left to guide us There is no one left to guide us Não há uma esquerda para guiar-nos No catalyst for change No catalyst for change Nenhum catalisador de mudança We are too young to know better We are too young to know better Somos muito jovens para conhecer o melhor But frailty comes with age But frailty comes with age Mas fragilidade vem com a idade So we run towards Armageddon So we run towards Armageddon Portanto, precisamos executar o Armagedon While our legs still have the strength While our legs still have the strength Enquanto nossas pernas ainda têm força And like a blind hammer And like a blind hammer E como um cego martelo That destroys what it can't see That destroys what it can't see Que destrói o que ele não pode ver Tear down the walls of progress Tear down the walls of progress Lágrimas estabelecem as paredes do progresso And spit on our ancestry And spit on our ancestry E cuspir na nossa ancestralidade Indiscriminate Indiscriminate Indiscriminado And full of empty rage And full of empty rage E cheio de raiva vazia Gunning down the fields of fear Gunning down the fields of fear Projeção estabelece os campos de medo We're unable to assuage We're unable to assuage Não podemos atenuar All our best days are behind us All our best days are behind us Todos os nossos melhores dias foram deixados para trás And the path's strewn with debris And the path's strewn with debris E o caminho espalhado com detritos That we'll sweep beneath the carpet That we'll sweep beneath the carpet Que vamos varrer para baixo do tapete Where no one else will see Where no one else will see Quando ninguém mais ver We live beneath the specter We live beneath the specter Vivemos sob o espectro Of an omnipresent doom Of an omnipresent doom Onipresente de um castigo We know for sure it's coming We know for sure it's coming Temos certeza de que é proveniente It's just a question of how soon It's just a question of how soon É só uma questão de saber em breve And like a blind hammer And like a blind hammer O mundo mudou à nossa volta That destroys what it can't see That destroys what it can't see E a nossa visão cresce opaca Tear down the walls of progress Tear down the walls of progress Estamos convencidos de que temos a resposta And spit on our ancestry And spit on our ancestry Mas nunca aprendemos com os erros Indiscriminate Indiscriminate Indiscriminado And full of empty rage And full of empty rage E cheio de raiva vazia Gunning down the fields of fear Gunning down the fields of fear Projeção estabelece os campos de medo We're unable to assuage We're unable to assuage Não podemos atenuar The world has changed around us The world has changed around us O mundo mudou à nossa volta And our vision's grown opaque And our vision's grown opaque E nossa visão é opaca We believe we have the answers We believe we have the answers Nós acreditamos que temos as respostas But never learn from our mistakes But never learn from our mistakes Mas nunca aprender com nossos erros There's a gift that sits before us There's a gift that sits before us Há um dom que se estabelece antes de nós But it's barely out of reach But it's barely out of reach Mas é praticamente fora do alcance So we turn our backs and walk away So we turn our backs and walk away Por isso, viraremos as costas e iremos embora And sing our souls to sleep And sing our souls to sleep E cantaremos para nossas almas dormirem And like a blind hammer And like a blind hammer O mundo mudou à nossa volta That destroys what it can't see That destroys what it can't see E a nossa visão cresce opaca Tear down the walls of progress Tear down the walls of progress Estamos convencidos de que temos a resposta And spit on our ancestry And spit on our ancestry Mas nunca aprendemos com os erros Indiscriminate Indiscriminate Indiscriminado And full of empty rage And full of empty rage E cheio de raiva vazia Gunning down the fields of fear Gunning down the fields of fear Projeção estabelece os campos de medo We're unable to assuage We're unable to assuage Não podemos atenuar

Composição: Tom Shear





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