Storms, Clouds, Wings, Darkness
Filthiness reeks around this place
This is my eternal nightmare
Standing up from my grave
Screams, Fire, Fear, Pain
Poverty is my destiny
I've denied You now I'm right here
I wouldn't be rotting in this jail
Chorus
I thought we had a second chance
I followed the way of the world
I never did what You wanted me do to

And there is no second chance for me.
A bloody place, poisoned by your hands
You can't hear my scream anymore
Had I chosen the right way
I wouldn't be rotting in this jail
Screams, Fire, Fear, Pain
Poverty is my destiny
I've denied You now I'm right here
I wouldn't be rotting in this jail

by Zé Mingau