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…