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Sepultura Dante Xxi

: I've lost my way In a dark wood of error In a crisis, inside deep terror With fear in my mind, I spot alight! The're coming after me Can't reach the

: Abandon all hope he who enter here Enternal pain that runs among the lost It's the fiction of life What you are is what you live It never made

: The skies are open before me The crowd of souls in sudden flight Hoping for prayers in the world Late repentant, no stain from hell I thought

: Weight of the world Each have to carry there own Nothing's for certain But to carry your own From the first birth of life till our final last

: (Instrumental)

: Living with the sin, a dirty world all around Another missle speech, as they preach with no leash Seven nations threatning the world with a bomb

: There is a way out, there is a way out It took along time to get where we are It wasn't easy but it never is Big steps keep moving on I have my own

There is a way out, there is a way out It took along time to get where we are It wasn't easy but it never is Big steps keep moving on I have my own

I've lost my way In a dark wood of error In a crisis, inside deep terror With fear in my mind, I spot alight! The're coming after me Can't reach the