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CANGACEIROS, MYSTIC OUTLAWS, HAD DISAPPEARED FROM BRAZIL'S NORTHEAST...

IN 1940. THE GREATEST CANGACEIRO OF ALL TIME WAS LAMPIAO WHO COMMANDED...

A 25 YEAR FIGHT AGAINST THE GOVERNMENT. STILL TODAY, FROM TIME TO TIME...

A BAND OF CANGACEIROS APPEARS, AND TRY TO RECOUP THE LEGEND OF LAMPIAO.

SAINT JORGE IS THE MOST POPULAR CATHOLIC SAINT IN BRAZIL. ITS ANALOGOUS IN THE...

BRAZILIAN AFRICAN RELIGIONS WOULD BE THE WARRIOR OXOSSI. SO, BOTH...

SAINT JORGE AND OXOSSI ARE CALLED SANTO GUERREIRO, AS IN THE SAINT...

WARRIOR AND THE HOLY WARRIOR. THE FILM IS INSPIRED IN THIS LEGENDARY WAR...

BETWEEN THE WICKED DRAGON AGAINST THE SAINT WARRIOR.

JAGUNGOS ARE RENTAL KILLERS, SUCH AS MERCENARIES.

CORONEIS ARE THE GREAT LANDOWNERS. BEATOS ARE MEMBERS...

OF NEEDY PEASANT COMMUNITIES WITH MYSTIC ORIENTATIONS.

SANTA IS THE PERSON WHO SPIRITUALLY GUIDES THESE COMMUNITIES.

“ANTONIO DAS MORTES"

- In what year was Brazil discovered? -1500.

Again.

That's it. And the Brazilian independence, what year?

1822.

And the slaves, in what year?

1888.

Again. 1888.

And the Republic, in what year?

1889.

Again. 1889.

And Lampiao, what year did he die?

1938.

Again. 1938.

I turned up with no family or name.

Brushing through the wind, frightening the last days of hunger.

1 bring with me the people of this Brazilian backlands...

and a hat on my head.

1 want to see the men of this city...

the pride and richness of the Dragon of Evil.

Today I'll leave but one day I'll be back.

And on this day, with no mercy, there will be no remaining rock.

Because revenge has two cross. The cross of hate and the cross of love.

Prey the Holy Father three times, our Lampiao, Lord!

Doctor Matos...

1 still remember as if it has happened today.

1 was going through a pathway, when I saw Lampiao.

He stopped and said... with a white tear...

he said: "Antonio...

do you want to join the “cangago"?*

Oh, doctor! I sure wanted to, but I was too proud.

And answered: no.

Suddenly, appeared Corisco, blond, handsome...

and said to Lampiio: 'Lets finish him once and for all!"

And do you know how did Lampiéo reply, doctor?

'Let's spare this one, he is a proper man...

he is still an enemy, but decent!

Mr. Matos...

Lampiiao was my mirror.

After a few days I was already hunting him down.

And when we finally crossed each other's way, on the road...

in the middle of that shootout, he brightened up and yelled:

'Antonio, is that you Antonio?*

And when Corisco found out it was really me, he became a beast.

Corisco jumped, fired his gun...

and the wind was blowing in his hair...

so hard his hair looked like two yellow flags.

Yes, doctor... and then...

and then I killed him.

It was all over.

And now...

you are telling me...

the 'cangaceiros' still exist.

I refuse to believe so...

Even so, I will attend your request...

and I want no money for it.

I'll go to Garden of the Piranhas and check if it's really true...

if it's really true.

Madalena...

go inside and open up my old chest...

get my 44mm and my hat.

1 think I'm going on a journey.

Swearing in ten churches

Rejected by the saints

Antonio das MNMorfes

'Cangaceiro' Killer

Killer, killer

'Cangaceiro' Killer

Killer, killer

'Cangaceiro' Killer

Bring him, Batista...

Batista, bring him...

This is the man, Laura.

Oh, Colonel... I almost forgodt, 1 brought Antonio das Mortes.

Who? Antdnio das Mortes?!

Yes, he will stay here for a little bit and keep an eye on the 'cangaceiros'.

Didn't I tell you to bring Police backup?

Antonio das Mortes is better.

If he Kkills these people there will be no problem.

No enquiry, interrogation, press exploitation, and we'll solve it our way.

And more... his services are for free.

Matos, free criminals only brings us disgrace!

I don't think it's necessary.

From what I heard, this 'cangaceiro' is just a poser.

You may have no fear, Colonel...

but any screw up can ruin Garden of the Piranhas future forever.

I plan building an industry here. And the money is coming from down south...

they will invest, this demands order.

We need to finish with this fame the Northeast has for its violence.

And also, the land reform is coming to end up with the conflicts.

What? Land Reform?

Yes, Colonel, Land Reform. It's progress! A sign of the times.

And I'm supposed to share my land with these despicable people?

Have you gone mad?

And I'm supposed to share my land with these bums?

The government is going crazy.

Why are these Doctors getting involved with land issues...

land issues are my business. They may know all about machines...

and ll don't know what... But when it comes to land it's with me.

I don't care about America's help, or land reform, or industries, or any...

balderdash. I am concerned about my cattle, my cattle!

There's something else: I fear none of these criminals! Did you hear that?

Regarding this Antonio das Mortes, you can send him away or keep him.

All I need is Laura... Laura...

come stay with me, Laura.

Come, darling, come stay with me.

Land Reform, sharing lands, let these lazy bums fight for it like I did.

Like my effort, without a doubt.

They'll only take my lands over my dead body.

Don't worry about this old man, he is going nuts.

Take your belongings inside and wait at the bar for commands.

Laura...

Laura...

she'll always be with me.

My lands nobody shall take.

Sharing my lands with people who aren't willing to work...

Batista, my friend, if Mr. Gettlio Vargas was still alive...

nobody would want to take other people's land...

1 blame all of this on the atomic bomb.

Goal!

Stunning ladies in the city, professor! You had to be there.

Why would you want a stunning lady if you got one right next door?

I'm not the one saying it, huh! It's the people.

Matters of the people, professor.

Vox populi, vox dei.

Who taught you latin? The priest?

Speaking of the priest, he's talking me into running for mayor!

Is it?

That means you are my great political opponent, huh?

- What platform are you taking? - The pulpit!

So you're becoming a sacristan, professor?

Yes, Matos... I'm no colonel's servant...

Professor, I will be elected mayor, then state representative...

and if it all works out, senator.

I'll get you a job at nation's capital, and you'll be paid with no delays.

Oh, thank goodness! There is over six months I don't get a paycheck.

Don't be pessimistic. We're about to enter a great economic period.

The only period I'm familiar with are...

the cacao period, the coffee beans period, the gold period...

the diamond period, the sugar cane period...

the oil period and the rubber period.

Professor, the American dollars will be the salvation of this country.

Salvation for the country or for the people that receive these dollars?

The time is coming

I loved, loved too much

What I suffered because of love Nobody has

I cried, I lost peace But what I know

Matos, you pay for the time we waste and for the cachaga (brandy).

Dona Santa...

it is time to burn the living and destroy the cities.

I gave my word and I must accomplish it...

for the content of the angels and happiness of the people.

Respect God, captain Coirana!

Respect God and the Government!

Respect?

And who on earth respects us...

the poor miserable dishonored?

Revenge must come to heal all these years of suffering.

No respect at all!

And no respect at all!

The past has proven and the future must also do so.

The ones who raise before the Emperor must pay with their head.

The dishonored cries...

cries...

and cries.

The destiny of misery is hell...

hell.

1 want to take my ship with its white sail...

and return to Africa...

return to my grandpa's Africa.

Nego Antio...

you are full of dread...

and confined in the den of ignorance.

The future lies above our future and not under our past.

I've walked this earth...

and seen the disgrace in people's faces...

and learned a lesson that is in the Holy Bible:

“eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth!"

Before the year of 1945...

Brazil entered a war in distant Europe...

And it was the dictatorship of Mr. Getulio.

Brazil won...

didn't it?

I've already lost it all.

Out of fear...

cowardness...

Even the enemies 1 have lost of sight.

Professor...

do you see this hand?

It has slaughtered more than one hundred 'cangaceiros'.

Now I live in the shadows of these memories.

That's why I had to seek for another enemy...

so I could have another life.

That's why I came, to see him from up close...

To know if this Coirana is really a 'cangaceiro'.

If he really exists professor...

1 shall slaughter him as well.

- My heart - I don't know why

- Beats cheerfully - When I see you

And my eyes are smiling

And through the streets I follow

- But even so - You flee from me

Oh if you knew how loving I am And how much I want you

And how sincere my love is, I know You would no longer run from me

- Come - Come

- Come - Come

Come feel the heat of my lips

- Seeking yours - Come kill this passion

That is devouring up my heart

- And just like that - I'll be happy

Truly happy...

Cosmos and Damian is here!

It is payback time...

there are too much to speak of.

I'll revenge what Lampido ordered.

Men will become women. Women will bag for pardon.

Prisoners will be released and jailers will be locked up.

Prostitutes will get married at churches marriages with a veil at...

under the full moon.

1 want money for the miserable and food for my people...

and if my demands are not obeyed, I'll be back!

Are you for real or are you a haunting? Say it!

Personally, I don't believe these clothes you wear.

First, tell me your name, man with a mask.

You will be condemned for opening up your mouth like that.

Well, prepare your ears and listen.

My name is Antonio das Morte...

fear and misfortune of the bandits.

I'll tell you something else:

not in Brazilian territory, or in heaven or hell...

there is a place for 'cangaceiros'.

Get ready folks!

Get ready for the duel of the Wicked Dragon against the Warrior Saint!

Get Prepared!

From Corisco to Lampidao no soul will longer suffer in hell!

Get ready, folks! You are over, Antonio das Morte!

Over, over! Come, Come!

I'm waiting for you with steel, Antonio das Mortes! Come, you monkey!

Hail Kings, hail crowned Kings

Bastard!

Matos, Matos!

I ordered to stop with this singing!

Stop the singing!

I am the Colonel and this is an order!

Stop this damn singing!

Batista, order them to stop with this damn singing...

Stop this singing!

Stop this damn singing!

Stop this singing, it's an order!

Laura, tell them to stop this singing...

Tell them to stop this evil singing.

Stop this singing, it's an order!

Orders from the Colonel.

Stop this singing, you devils!

Stop this singing!

Matos...

Tell them to stop this singing!

Pereira, order them to stop with this singing.

Stop this evil singing!

Stop this singing!

Stop!

Stop! The Colonel is ordering, you devils!

I am a good man, I am a good man!

I am a good man!

I am a good man!

I am a good man!

I am a good man...

I'm like a father to you.

But Garden of the Piranhas is a poor city.

Look at me, look at my clothes, look at my house.

The Government is cheating on me, they promised they'd send more food...

more funds for the dam, medication.

They didn't send anything!

There is nothing I can do!

I'm not Jesus Christ to give out free food. I am a good man...

but I don't work miracles.

Did you hear that? Did you hear that?

Everybody must leave, leave!

But wait, I'll make charity work.

Batista, Batista! Open up the storage room...

and give manioc flour and dried beef to everybody.

But remember, it's a donation. It's charity, Batista...

Matos, my son, I'lt make a donation.

I'll give manioc flour and dried beef. Batista, open up the storage room...

and give out manioc flour and dried beef.

Go and tell everybody I'm a good man...

that I'm a giving man. I'll give manioc flour and dried beef to everybody.

Antonio Consefheiro from Canudos.

Beato Lourenco...

Caldeirdo.

Beato Sebastido...

at Pedra Bonita.

Lampiao.

Antdnio Silvino, a great poet.

My patron saint Cigco at Juazeiro...

had many followers. They went mad trying to change the backlands...

God made it, nobody changes it!

That 'cangaceiro'!

Why didn't Antonio das MNMorfes finish him?>?

I expect more from Mata-Vaca...

Professor...

did you pay close attention in that Saint?

Antonio...

you got yourself a 'cangaceiro'...

and now a Saint?

What do you want with a Saint?

She reminds me of a girl...

I met in Pernambuco.

She spent the night with the colonel's son...

and got pregnant.

Then she left and tried restarting...

at the edge of San Francisco River.

She contracted tuberculosis...

fell in the river...

and the piranhas ate her...

not even bones remained.

Resquiescat in pace!

Kyrie...

kyrie eleison

Antonio das Morte...

Antonio das Morte...

Antonio das Morte... Stands before me.

Bem-te-vi...

Passo Preto...

Gavido...

Curuga...

Corisco...

1 invite all of you...

and all your brothers...

Captain Virgulino...

governor of the backlands...

Antonio...

let's take him up there...

if he dies here they'll all...

come down again...

and I don't want to bother with...

a new blood shed.

Virgulino...

Corisco...

the piranhas got me...

they got me...

I will kill them...

kill them, I will...

Captain Virgulino...

1 will revenge you...

revenge...

Corisco...

I will revenge all of you...

everybody...

Captain...

I'll Kill... I will kill them...

Antonio das Morte...

Anténio das Morte, I'll kill you...

Here will start the endless war.

And where did you hear that?

Words of God.

But don't speak of God's name.

My parents and my grandparents were blessed by him...

and it all finished in your hands.

My brothers went to the 'cangago'...

and they died in your hands.

And now these people...

will die in your hands.

If Coirana dies...

the rest of the people will...

die from starvation and thirst.

Dona Santa...

1 have been in more than ten churches...

but ll am blessed by no saint.

I swear I came here...

to know if it's true...

if the 'cangaceiro' really exists.

Well, I thought Corisco had been the last one.

I no longer crave to kill.

Please forgive me...

if ll had murdered your parents...

your grandparents...

and your brothers, Dona Santa.

Brother killer is thrown at the bottom of the sea.

Now leave, Antonio...

and remember whenever you cross the pathways of fire of the world...

ask forgiveness for the crimes you have committed.

Look, Anténio das Mortes

Look at the proofs of torture

I left on fleeing truck

And thought one day I'd be rich

But when I got

To Minas Gerais

I soon found out I had become a slave

They sold me to work

In the weeds of Mato Grosso

Only the strong survived

And the weeks ones surrendered

Then came rage And the pining left

I returned

To Bahia

And when I got to Juazeiro I saw

When I got to Juazeiro I saw

An old man selling his daughter

For a few pounds

Then I stole her and went Into the backlands

And in

The wilderness of Alagoas

I saw him arriving I said:

There come the helpers of misery

I buried out

My grandma's clothes

And gave it to her

I called him Coirana

The poisoness snake

And out through the horn Through the pathways

Through the edge Through the trash

I appealed to the miserable

Brother killer is thrown at the bottom of the sea.

Now leave, Antonio...

and remember whenever you cross the pathways of fire of the world...

ask forgiveness for the crimes you have committed.

You are the Dragon, Antonio!

You are!

The whole backlands knows...

under your cape lies a golden shirt.

That's why bullets won't break in your chest...

Gold...

you got it from the rich taking the life of the poor.

Antonio...

Antonio...

What's wrong, Antdnio?

Priest...

Priest.

I need to talk to Mr. Matos...

For the love of God, priest.

Bring him here.

Don't you understand you will only be like Horacio...

the day you have the nerves to Kill him!

At least Horacio is more of a man than you are...

he had the nerves of slaving everybody.

1 also owe him a lot.

But now I no longer know if it was better having left Bahia.

When he dies, we will inherit all of it.

I want you to honor your promise and take me from here.

I need to restart my life and will only do so when he is dead.

But, Laura... Comprehend: I'm not a murderer!

You are chief of police.

You arrest and kill to help Horacio, are not a murderer?

Yes you are a murderer!

Second class murderer.

I thought you had the courage when you spoke of killing Horacio.

Now, I don't even know what's worst:

killing or not have the courage to kill.

Mister...

I'll ask you something hard...

Tell the Colonel...

to open up the storage room...

and deliver the remaining food...

to Coirana's people.

Something else, mister...

they should stay here and plant in these lands.

But, Antdnio, I brought you here so you could make me this request?

Have you thought of what you're asking?

After I saw these people from up close...

1 felt something 1 had never felt before...

certain things from the heart are impossible to explain.

The food in the storage room are to be sold...

and these lands are property of the Colonel.

God made the earth...

and the Devil, barbed wire.

If the Colonel had sinned...

he must pay.

I am asking you, Mister.

Take my message to him.

Do you want a good deal?

You find a way of killing the Colonel...

and I'll do as you request.

And more, I'll get you a small farm so you can die in peace.

You are an educated man...

but my ignorance has a limit.

I'tl only kill the Colonel...

if he refuses to attend my request.

So why don't you go ahead and speak to him?

Your hand, Mister...

it was your hand that crossed my destiny.

Now it shall stay until...

the end of it.

If I am after a filthy man...

I'lt clean myself in the deep dirt.

This is life, mister:

God is writing a truthful story...

in crooked lines.

How irresponsible...

- Matos! You disappoint me! - But, Colonel...

Shut up!

1 had my experiences with assassins, all my life of experiences!

But you have called this assassin over here?!

- This is absurd! - Laura, please, tell Colonel Horacio...

-that I have spoken to everybody... - With these people I'm experienced...

- Colonel... - It's different with assassins.

We whip assassins, whip, in the tip of the whip!

- Batista saw me speaking to him... - Batista?

Shut up, shut up!

1 spoke to him, Antdnio. There is no way.

The man was outraged.

You should have seen it, he was mad, really mad, he became a beast.

The man is a beast, Antonio! There is no way, he doesn't understand...

he doesn't, Antonio! He doesn't understand anything!

Antonio, please...

you are my friend. Aren't you? Look...

You were in Salvador, and I got you out. Remember?

Antdnio, you were hiding, nobody else knew who you were...

1 got you out of there. Do you want money?

1 want you to leave, you are my friend, and I'll give you money...

Antonio! Do you want money? Antonio...

Antonio, Coirana is dead. He died. So you must leave...

I watched from the box seats Your failure

If you don't leave, he'll become a beast!

He might think that I'm guilty for all of this, Antonio!

- People from Garden of the Piranhas. - Please, do you hear me, Antonio?

- Do you hear me, Anténio? - Come and watch the judgment...

of the great despicable scoundrel!

Antonio, Coirana is dead, Coirana died!

I'll sort out all the problems, I'll be mayor...

and I'll give all of them what to eat! Do you understand? Huh, Anténio?

Everybody will have what to eat.

I count with your good willing. Let's have a 'cachacga'...

Antonio...

Do you hear me, Antonio? I'm speaking to you, Antonio! Do you hear me?

Clown

Do you hear me, Antonio?

Would you stop bothering me, you drunken bum?

Drunken bum! Drunken bum, respect me!

Mister...

there's a long time a looking for a place to stay.

Now, I'll stay at that side...

right next to the saint.

Now I understand who the enemies are.

Who's that?

Who's that?

God bless you.

Mata-Vaca...

how are the people of Minas Gerais?

Take a seat, my son. Sit.

Laura!

Laura!

Laura!

Where are you?

Laura!

Laura!

Matos!

Useless dog!

Matos you are a traitor!

Useless dog!

You miserable dog!

Matos, I took you out from the mud, I promised you townhall...

and that's how you show your gratitude!

Cuckolding me! With my wife!

Look, you have broken with honor! You ruined my life!

Look, you son of a bitch, 1 called Mata-Vaca to kill...

Antonio das Mortes, but he will finish you first!

You were my son! I was going to give you everything!

- It's a lie, coronel! It's a Ii - Doing this to me?! It's no

Batista saw it, Batista told me! Batista is my friend!

Mata-Vaca! Mata-Vaca! Bring her!

You will kiss him in front of everybody!

In front the whole city!

Kiss her, kiss her in front of everybody!

Kiss him so the whole city can see!

- It's a lie, Colonel! I swear it's a lie... - Mata vaca, make them kiss, Mata-vaca.

So the whole city can see.

Carolina went to the samba, Carolina To dance the 'xenhenhém', Carolina

Everybody was impressed, Carolina! With her smell, Carolina

Hum hum hum, Carolina

Hum hum hum, Carolina

People who have never danced, Carolina

Danced that day, Carolina

Just because of the smell, Carolina Everybody was there

Save me, Matos! You promised you'd take me from here...

Save me, my love!

Save me!

Save me!

Stop, Mata-Vaca!

Stop!

Stop, Mata-Vaca!

Batista, Batista, my friend...

Batista! Where are you, Batista? Batista...

Batista where are you? Mata-Vaca!

Mata-Vaca, where is Batista?

What did they do to you, Batista, my friend?

After... After giving me this and killing me...

You work for the Colonel, Matos!

You will always be his subordinate, Matos!

Recognize it.

- You are a coward. - Batista, my friend...

Let's finish them, Mata-Vaca!

- Coward. - Gun them down!

- Coward! - Batista, my friend!

Now you must decide, Matos.

You can die inside or out here...

Come on, Matos...

decide!

Coward...

Batista...

Batista...

It's me, Batista.

Batista, why didn't they kill me instead of you?

Don't bother, Horacio.

I'll kill this bastard myself.

Revenge, Batista!

Revenge, Batista!

Batista...

Revenge, Batista!

There comes Corisco

And Lampiédo

Leather hat

Riffle in his hands

Dona Santa...

this man is mine now.

Let my burry him deep into the backlands.

Mata-Vaca...

it's time to keep on making justice.

Go up there and finish off with those pests.

Professor...

professor...

Mata-Vaca is going to kill the devotees!

Where's Ant6énio das Mortes? He's gone!

The Colonel ordered to kill the devotees!

We must do something, we must do something...

we must do something! The Colonel ordered to kill the devotees...

The Colonel ordered to kill the devotees!

The Colonel ordered to kill the devotees!

Professor, we must do something, something has to be done...

I can't do it alone. This one is dead already...

this one is dead already. We must take care of the living!

We must take care of the living!

Laura, come protect me against the demon of darkness.

Come, Laura.

I dreamt... I dreamt that Antonio das Mortes was going to kill me...

Laura, come stay with me, Laura! Come protect me!

Call Mata-Vaca, Laura!

Anténio das Mortes is going to kill me.

It was destiny, Dona Santa...

destiny held my arms.

I lost my strength...

I'm worthless now.

I'm leaving, I'm going back to the city, back to the city!

I'll find the same disgrace!

I'll find the same disgrace! And I will spin, spin, get beaten...

suffer, suffer, get beaten and get beaten...

spin, suffer and spin...

Brazil, Brazil...

Brazil, Brazil...

It's when the endless battle starts...

It's when the endless battle starts...

It's when the endless battle starts...

Get up, shake off the dust And move on forward

Get up, shake off the dust And move on forward

I wept

I refused to hide

and they pretended not to see me

1 didn't need their pity

When I wept anybody would

Nobody would be able to move Forward like I did

A righteous man doesn't Feel put down

Neither seeks for a woman's hand For help

Recognizes the tumble and Doesn't feel disheartened

Get up, shakes off the dust And moves on forward

Get up, shakes off the dust And moves on forward

I wept

A hundred old negro Who were killed

A dog called 'Traz Ca', 'Vira-Volta' e 'Capataz'

'Tromba Suja" and 'Bigodeira' Another called Goteira

Satan's brother in law

Let's take care of the arrival When Lampido knocked

A kid that was still young Turned up at the gate:

Who are you, gentlemen? Kid, I am 'cangaceiro'

Lampido answered

Kid, I'm not a watchman And I'm not your partner

And here you won't enter if You won't tell me who you are

Kid, open the gate Know I am Lampiao

Haunting the whole world

So the so-called watchman Who worked at the gate

Seeks no distinction

The negro disobeyed and died

No use for forgiveness

So the watchman said: Stay and I'll enter

I'll talk to the boss in The cabinet in the center

Surely he doesn't want to But according to what I say

I'll bring you inside

Lampido said: off you go! No time to loose with conversations

Hurry and come back soon I want no delay

Be aware sir That Lampiao arrived

Saying he wants to come in I came to ask if should

I allow him or not

No sir, Satan said Tell him to leave

Only bad people arrive I have been very angry

And now [ feel like Kicking more than half

Of the ones in here

Lampiao is a bandit Thief of honesty

Only to demoralize My property

I shall not seek scab to scratch

If there is no use

The watchman said: Boss things will get bad

I know he'll get mad Not being allowed to enter

Satan said: that's nothing Get all these people

Take whatever is needed

Take one hundred dozens of negros Men and women

Take them to the hardware shop Take whatever guns are needed

Also write them down So come with the negros you got

Plus Lucifer's compadre

And the negros came together First arrived Fuchico

With an old blunderbuss Shouting by 'Cédo de Bico'

And bring 'Pau de Prensa" And called 'Tangenca'

At the house of 'Macarico'

And then came Cambota Straightening his cap

'Formigueiro' and 'Trupe-Zupe' And the black Quelé

Arrived Banzeiro and Pacaia Rabisca and Cordéo de Saia

They went of to call Banzé

And came a lady-devil In her panties

Pulled a rod from the fence Saying: things are gonna get ugly

Today hell is breaking loose! And shouted: Hey 'baiana'

It's going to begin the battle!

And out went the armed troop In direction to the lawn

With pistol, knife and machete Men with rifles and bombs

And along came a black woman With a kitchen tripod

And a grinder stick for condiment

When Lampiao realized The troop of negros ahead

He said: just at Abyssinia Oh! Darn negro troop!

The boss of the battalion Shouted with a gun in his hands

Fire upon him, negros!

Antonio das Mortes...

Antonio das Mortes!

Here I am with Mata-Vaca and a handful of jagungo...

all of us willing to fight till our last drop of blood...

to defend our holy father...

Hey!

1 was against Lampiao, Antonio Conselheiro...

but I am strong as them!

Antonio das Mortes!

Antonio das Mortes! Come out!

Come out and let's even things out right here before the square...

before the church, and these blind coward people hiding in their...

windows and underneath their beds will withess.

Antonio das Mortes!

Antonio das Mortes!

If God looks after the criminals, he's looking after me...

because I have spilt less blood than you.

Antonio das Mortes, come out!

Colonel...

Colonel...

it's time.

Now the city will see...

So you know whose talking?

It's the man who has never sed one's blood...

but who is now willing shed his own in order to revenge...

half of the unjustly treated backlands.

As the Holy Bible says:

“Eye for an eye...

tooth for a tooth...

So you are the Plague's Angel!

The beast I was waiting.

Not that 'cangaceiro' bum.

Only a man like you...

a cursed nomad that comes to the city...

and seed the idea of destruction.

1 hear you pest, 1 hear you evil angel.

Professor...

I have something else to tell you, sir.

We fight together...

but in a different way.

Political issues are yours.

My business is with God.

Fine, Antonio...

I'll share the enemy with you.

You fight with your courage...

and I'll fight under your shadow.

Not that, Professor.

Fight with the strength of your ideas...

they are worth more than ll am.

1 want the so-called Mata-Vaca to appear!

Coward, runner, son of a monkey!

Get ready to prey at the tip of my machete...

at the tip of my machete...

-come at six for starters! - Mercy, my God

Mercy, my God

Antonio das Morfes is here

Mata-Vaca escaped

Fearing his machete Mercy, my God

Mercy, my God

Mercy, my God

Antonio das MNMorfe is here

Mata-Vaca escaped

In this voice we heard gunshots Just like popcorn

Lampido jumped high He looked like a monkey

There was a negro in the middle

That during the shootout It took longer than the one hour

The dust covered all The negro moaned

However Lampido wasn't wounded yet

Because he got guts

Lampido caught a rock and threw

It breaking the oitdo's glassware

Setting the market on fire and The cotton"s warehouse as well

The Satan facing this fire, Rang the bells

So all the negros ran

And when he saw that no one Was fighting, he also got of

There was a big damage In the hell in this day

All Satan's money was burnt

Burnt was the clockwork as well And six hundred was lost

Only in groceries

Lucifer complained: with the bad

Harvest we had, and now this tragedy

If there's not a good winter, We're going to starve in hell

So if Lampido didn't stayed

in Hell or Paradise

He must be in the Sertao for sure

Who ever doubt my words

Or make fun of me

Go of and buy some fancy paper Write to Cain in hell

Swearing in ten churches

With no patron

Antonio das MNMorfes

'Cangaceiro' Killer

Killer, killer

'Cangaceiro' Killer

Killer, killer

'Cangaceiro' Killer

Killer, killer

'Cangaceiro' Killer