Cangaço - Ghosts of Blood

Running in my veins my fears obey to my eyes
Behind the closed door my powers fades
My doubt increase, in darkness fall my faith

Ghosts of me
Blood and sweat in fantasy

[Slave, we're your gods now
We're your cage, your pleasure, the shelter
Feed us with your faith]

Illusions, destroying my ego from inside
Confusion, nowhere to hide
Infesting my own feelings
Trapped in a throne of lie

Ghosts of me
Blood and sweat in fantasy

Ghosts of me
Blood and sweat in fantasy