Had health Had enough to survive But wasn't enough More was needed To dare the limits To taste all the pleasures
Death laughs to him It's time to die
To sell the body To sell the soul But every trips ends up Vulnerable organism Uncontrollable vice Bigger doses Dangerous partner ship Disease takes over Death comes slow and painful Astral hell regret
Death laughs to him It's time to die
Solo: Célio Jr.
The pleasure's price Payer with a whole life Miss the simple things The family, the health It's too late…