O Caminho da Escada e da Corda

I was convicted to be hanged
today at noon, to your happiness
They didn't gave me anything, not even a cigarette
They threw rocks at me, but missed by a bitA lot of people came to see me dying
Right in front of me, to the priest
Oportunity that I'd say rare
of calling your name and spit in the faceAll to hell, and before I forget
rope around the neck, tied to the head
And I don't care about what happens
I'll come back from hell to get all of youI don't feel remorse, much less fear
I didn't counted the dead, didn't keep secret
There's nothing that I believe
My truth was dynamiteEven wanted for murder
I went to fuck the whore, I was captured
Here I am now, with my fate in front of me
and an iron ball tied in the chainAll to hell, and before I forget
rope around the neck, tied to the head
And I don't care about what happens
I'll come back from hell to get all of you