Semente do Sangue

Looking at the past, I see the blood in the arena
Of our primitive brothers, dying then
And, as if in a video, I see the scenes
Of our brothers devoured by strong lions

The warm blood that flowed
Like a flood on the ground
Was the seed of the gospel
It was a sign of salvation
For every soul that departed
Went straight to Paradise
Even dying by the millions
To God it was not a loss

I am the seed of blood, of the brothers who died bleeding
To keep the gospel winning, they were dying
Speaking of Christ
I am the seed of blood, of the brothers who had courage
To face the lashes and death
And deliver the message

I know James was killed by being beheaded
And Peter was cruelly crucified
I know some were killed by the sword
I know, also, they are there in God's bosom

No one thought of being cowardly, they died for love
They did not deny for a second that Jesus Christ is the Savior
They were anchored in the promise, guaranteed by Jesus Christ
Whoever is faithful unto death will have the crown of life

I am the seed of blood, of the brothers who died bleeding
To keep the gospel winning, they were dying
Speaking of Christ
I am the seed of blood, of the brothers who had courage
To face the lashes and death
And deliver the message

I am the seed of blood, of the brothers who died bleeding
To keep the gospel winning, they were dying
Speaking of Christ
I am the seed of blood, of the brothers who had courage
To face the lashes and death
And deliver the message
To face the lashes and death
And deliver the message