Juízo Final

On the last day of life
I met my sins
Some bigger, others smaller
But overall quite heavy
On the other side only
The ingratitude I suffered
The angel put on the scale
And dressed in white I ascended.

Now I only play the harp
In nightgown and sandals
I peek to see below
The gang in the furnace
That ungrateful one today
Working as a sausage
Stuck on the fork
Satan frying the queer
Oh demon: do your best!