Europa.

Music: Tosca Braga. Video + Text: Flavio Braga. Poverty cries on a sidewalk, To the indifference of people. Stop, helpless, in the cold of one Hard reality disrupted by events. As men and women wander in search of things Futile, without thinking of a new awakening of life. Of cleric bigoted perbenists The world is full and this is known, The mouth is always forgiven of forgiveness But they do not even know where it is. Poisonous and poison fills their chest I think they're really bad They clench, cling, stammer They often end up in the hospital. I'm really really bored For them, poor mortal beings, Live so bad days, They do not notice they are abnormal. They speak alone, rise in the sky, Condemn, judge, judge Filled with so great humanity, while Humanity despise and dread. They are perfect, great god, In others they see thousands of defects But listening to them well then it turns out That of wrath and wickedness are infected. At the end of the "orge" when, in the swamp Of nauseas t...