bom dia

Mais do que um homem espiritual, Manuel Zacarias Segura Viola tenta ser um homem com espírito, mais do que uma transcendência de qualquer espécie, Zacarias tem de transcender-se várias vezes ao dia, mais do que preocupar-se com bioenergias, multidimensões, autoconsciências, Zacarias procura o copo de água fresca que todos os dias o acorda garganta abaixo. Nestas andanças, se numa dimensão extrafísica a serenidade é algo que ambiciona, numa perspectiva intrafísica o coração de Zacarias é um tumulto de emoções.
Ainda bem para ele, foda-se.



When you're sad and when you're lonely

And you haven't got a friend
Just remember that death is not the end

And all that you held sacred
Falls down and does not mend
Just remember that death is not the end
Not the end, not the end
Just remember that death is not the end

When you're standing on the crossroads
That you cannot comprehend
Just remember that death is not the end
And all your dreams have vanished
And you don't know what's up the bend
Just remember that death is not the end
Not the end, not the end
Just remember that death is not the end

When the storm clouds gather round you
And heavy rains descend
Just remember that death is not the end

And there's no-one there to comfort you
With a helping hand to lend
Just remember that death is not the end
Not the end, not the end
Just remember that death is not the end

For the tree of life is growing
Where the spirit never dies
And the bright light of salvation
Up in dark and empty skies
When the cities are on fire
With the burning flesh of men
Just remember that death is not the end

When you search in vain to find
Some law-abiding citizen
Just remember that death is not the end