And burn like there's no more tomorrows?
Will you walk with me underground
And forgive all my sicknesses and my sorrows?
Will you be shamed if I shake like I'm dyin'
When I fall to my knees and I'm crying?
Will you visit me where my body rests
Will you put on that long white dress?
P.S: OH, SIM, E O LUTO (EM) BRANCO. O MESMO DO PRINCÍPIO DE TUDO.