[Music: Santos/Dias Lyrics: Dias/Frade]



["People who are used to living their lives searching for a meaning in everything tend to suffer more. Some deeds we just have to do without asking, some fears are just overcame by lying, some promises just have no meaning. So, the way out that's left to us is defying mourning by pretending it's not there."]



Life's a deed I deny, a mission I regret 

A mourning I defy...and there's no meaning. 

Life's a promise I repent, I'm no deceiver 

A letter never sent - now I'm searching for a meaning 

I'm not the weaker, but just the leftouts of my rage 



So flatly committed to life 

Perseverance wants to fail me 

An engine that slays my soul 

For suffering is my creed 

I call it a fear of failing 

Nearly facing this task, what you call will 

For all the lies we tell were never meant to be... 

There's no meaning 



When a word is worthless, it seems so wasted 

And the hardship of living is a fine sweet funny play 

We stood pretending nothing would be in our way 



Answers we can't hear 

Unreachable, emphasize this mystery 

And the enemy that we don't fear 

Endeavors my victory