Letra da Música: Gathered Prisoners - Dorsal Atlântica

The social workers of center of conscience wake up the
guests with a good morning and a smile in their lips.
The TV in the living room shows how counter system has
progress and freedom.
The Clandestines weren't used to
be so well treated and were in eternal excitement.

Gathered Prisoners

They just couldn't get away from town happy winds of
hope brought forth a social worker warns that tomorrow
morning a train will come
to pick them up and stabilish their new homes.

There used to be blocks separated from the dormitories of the clandestine.

They used to be junkyard but there used to be a
strange movement around.

IAN went there by dawn to his surprise they were many
they were many, many gathered prisoners.