Story Behind the Song
This song was specially written for Die Hard's Project, and we tried to gather all the influences that we had in that time, and join the meaning of the lyric with the emotion of each part of the song. We had very nice special guests: Charles Dalla (keyboards) and Cualdinei Alves (choirs).
Lyrics
Art thou really pure ?
Art thou beautiful ?
If thou believe in those virtues,
Thou must fear the dawn, for suffering rides with the wind.
The strength of bealty brings a grape-vine bearing rotten fruits.
And indeed slaves thy soul. Lock thyself into a convent.
Condemn thyself to liveth on prayers.
Don't give birth to sinners as everybody else doth.
But if thou intend to break the laws,
As a gift a plague I shalt give thee.
Thou shouldst be pure as the ice, pure as the snow.
There won't hast places to hide thyself from the lies.
If thou insist to follow this way, search for a fool,
Incapable to see difference between sun and moon.
Those who hast received my warning,
Know thee make angels into demons.
God gave thee a face,
But thou hast painted another one
For thine own greedy use
Thou hide whereof is inside
Walking slowly, thou drive man crazy.
Thou and thy sweet and sublime voice.
Art as charming as a mermaid
A beautiful mermaid and tuneful mermaid.
Remember these words, for I'll tell them only once: Shame on thine acts, Save what is immortal
Because thy body's death will burn only a part of sins.
Other marriages won't happen anymore.
Go and keep with thee the remains of thy life.
Thou who hast wrought malice into stupidity.
And this play hath put me in the hole of a crazy actor.
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