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von Os Mutantes

By the love of Jerusalem
Christ walked and bled on your streets
Killed, crucified by the others
Who don′t understand the outer worlds

I am the prophet of now
My house doesn't have keys
Maybe someday we will find peace there
There where all war be gone


All of the prophets went there
This place where the light meets dark
Dressing in gold, dressing in rags
They all spoke the tongue of gods

It doesn′t matter his name
They all know who you are
They invented the guilt, the pleasures, the sin
The place of the beasts

Shackles
Prophecies
Passion
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