Casa De Caboclo

Endless nights of persecution
Reopening wounds — never healed
Always willing to suppress our attempts to be free
Violence is always a tool in so called democracy
Agents of the state allowed to spread terror
Seeking to eliminate sparks of political resistance
Endless nights of violation
Breeding fear — anguished cries
A blood oath to never surrender
Committed to the struggle
Until all fences are burned
You’ll try the taste of pain we endure every day
To quit without resisting would be to live in vain
Attentive eyes guard the tents in the twilight
Women and men ready to counterattack
Full moon shines… The enemy crawls in the dead of night
No way back… The masked cops take their final step
You’re trapped
Surrounded by the mass
Laws are ignored
Justice from bleeding hands