If you go to the sad city
So feel the eternal pain

Abandon all the hopes that you have traveler
I come in and I find myself lost going down to hell
Because I will dictate
The reality of the underworld
To my followers and they will know the truth

If you go to the sad city
So feel the eternal pain

Abandon all the hopes that you have traveler
I come in and I find myself lost going down to hell
Because I will dictate
The reality of the underworld
To my followers and they will know the truth

Composição: Marcos Andrade