We Are Doomed To Sin

My friend the sinner

He came to my place,

And while we'd dinner

He showed me his face

He said to me

Now I can see

I'm a dreamer

Inside my eyes

What do you discover?

So many whys

I tried to uncover

And now I see

The dream in me

Is my lover

Now my life is always glowered,

By the ones who just pretend

They're so wilted and soured,

Always, on the falling bend.

These chicken creatures

Still live in their lies

Wasting their dreams

In some God's ties

And so they say

It's time to pray

To heal his eyes

These creepy creatures

Enjoy their life

Stabbing my pictures

With an envious knife

It's time to cut

His nasty rut

And save his life

Now they say that I’m a sinner

(you’re a sinner, you’re a sinner)

Always on the darkest side

Now they say call the Redeemer

(the redeemer, redeemer)

Let Him burn down your pride

Oh sinner, sinner

Let Him bring you the divine

Oh sinner, sinner

Let Him bring you His sign

Don't drink the wine

There's a devil inside

Don't stroke her hips

There's a devil inside

Don’t touch her lips

There's a devil inside

There's a devil inside you

You're a sinner

Your soul needs a purge

You're a sinner

Already starts to merge

You're a sinner

There's a devil inside you

There's a devil inside you

Sinner, sinner

You're a sinner

Sinner, sinner

Call the Redeemer

Call the Redeemer

Now I say to you

My dear friend

We're doomed to sin

'cause we don't pretend

And I don't pray

I'm not astray

I will transcend

For a long time

I dreamed I dreamed

All we could rhyme

Without be deemed

And now I see

The dream in me

Was deceived

Show them sin your mystery

They’re all running towards you

Dissembled in some tragedy

They all want not to be blue

They all want not to be blue

Just like me and just like you

Sacred fakers coming too

They all want not to be blue

Just like me and just like you

All we want is something true

All we want is something new

Without looking on the sly

Without fire to be fry

All we want is something high

Just a place to rest the chin

Without this thing they call sin

You an me

Who can see?

The two of us

Inside of me