Lembro de 2019, eu e um amigo ouvindo esse som em casa tomando pinga antes de colar no show do Sepultura, merda que saudade daqueles dias onde eu aguentava beber e ir pra vários shows insanos
Eu amo o instrumental desse álbum do Sarcófago 🤘🏻 É simplesmente sombrio o início dessa canção. Tem umas vozes de fundo, como algo das trevas kkkkkk 🤘🏻🇧🇷 Eu gosto muito da canção Orgy of files, do álbum decarde of decay ela tem um instrumental sombrio e avassalador 💉
Essa música é fodástica, é uma pena a banda ter mudado o estilo musical depois do The Laws of Scourge, imaginem os caras voltando pra fazer uma turnê seria indescritível.
O Brasil já teve artistas excepcionais em vários estilos musicais, e numa época sem internet e equipamentos de alta qualidade, hoje com tantos recursos técnicos falta o principal o talento humano, o País foi totalmente imbecilizado e a cultura musical foi junto.
Unos tipos de Brasil de bajos recursos y con instrumentos prestados hicieron mejor BLack metal que cualquiera de las bandas de Escandinavia con con todo su Dinero y recursos 🤟🏻🖤
Despite Sarcofago was an extreme brutal band with plenty of sick lyrics...they managed to give this jewel of song with such a profound message. It's not usual today because most bands follow a simple blue print. Congratulations to the brazilian metal maniacs for having this amazing band.
She was a simple girl, coming from a simple town Still a child she started to work She never had time for school Had a boyfriend, young, Unemployed, wasted and stoned Expelled from home for moralistic reasons She started to live with him She was only 16, trying to live with misery Day after day, wasting her life She decided to sell her body Walking down corners and dark lanes Night lights dazzles her mind Crime and voilence on her way Soon she was the queen of the night Midnight queen, alone in the night Always dreaming of better days Midnight queen, trying to survive But so many thorns on her way Midnight queen, I'm sorry for you life, For your sorrow, for your fate Midnight queen Dreaming of better days That will never come Another night has just begun Into drugs and booze she throws herself Trying to escape from reality She won't escape Found in a motel room Her sweet blood everywhere A few bucks on her body And around her neck Tied with a dead know Hang a lash
