Honestidade Virou Luxo - Remix in NYC (Live)

In the wake of this leaden twilight
Where gold is mud and mud is the world

Sell his values in the window
Where vice is virtue and ethics is crying

Where vice is virtue and ethics is crying
The asphalt speaks of treason cold
Honest silence in the palm of your hand

The thing is crooked, the ruler broke, the ruler broke
Right is a joke in it, chaos triumph

Climb is power, just the way the devil likes it
We pluck the thorn while faith gambles
Climb is power, just the way the devil likes it

False respect, now it's just a hashtag
In a sick logic that the system applauds

They ridicule the trunk that still stands
And they sell the lie as if it were faith

Imbalance is the new architecture
Glass relationships in the land of madness

No one looks you in the eye, only at your own navel
Turning your brother into a mere rebel

Thanks, Cláudio Fontenelle

Climb is power, just the way the devil likes it
We pluck the thorn while faith gambles
Climb is power, just the way the devil likes it

Is there still time to break this cycle?
Or is the well too deep for our hell?

The sunlight is warm but the soul is cold
Lost in the inversion of our own agony

Climb is power, just the way the devil likes it
Only us left, I said