A demo of a song supposed to be done for SongFight.com, but nothing came from it. Done completely by Kaz. Written about the fall of the Brazillian monarchy.
Lyrics
I've receved news from Brazil
And the headline is making me ill
It's the Autumn of 1889
And everything hasn't turned out fine.
Back from Brazil: correspondence.
74 years of rule
Decimated without hope of risilliance
Monarchy o'erthrown by fools.
And now where will you go,
Your Imperial Highness? Pedro?
Back to the land of your native birth?
Is there aught anywhere left of worth?
Back from Brazil: correspondence.
74 years of rule
Decimated without hope of risilliance
Monarchy o'erthrown by fools.
