Dance Show

Silhouettes behind the curtain
Dance at the rhythm of their cries
Melodies of sorrow fill the void
For the souls innocence has being robbed
By the one sent to guide them

Tell Me
How you do sleep?
No guilt, no remorse?
You don't hear them cry?
The moaning of hurt
And screaming for the end
Them moaning of hurt!

Soft creations of life
Made from love
Rotten by the impure lust
From the men of god

With their lies of salvation
Little ones scared for eternity
Condemn to a life like a dance show
Showing just the right side of the spectrum

Tell me!
How you do sleep?
No guilt, no remorse?
You don't hear them cry?
The moaning of hurt
And screaming for the end!

Tell me why?



Credits
Writer(s): Jorge Neris
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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