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COPS PIGS MURDERERS
05:02
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Under their cleanness, they're becoming soilers
Under my calmness, I'm becoming destructive
War is on, State put me on the side of hate
Throw it on, let the stones speak, their choice is done
No pity for pigs, they're the wall to break, between us and state
Batsi, ghoulounia, zolofoni
ΜΠΑΤΣΟΙ ΓΟΥΡΟΥΝΙΑ ΔΟΛΟΦΟΝΟΙ
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VOICE OF THE VOICELESS
04:33
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2000 years of our minds in chains
Put the human potential into the biggest jail ever made
60 years of nuclear business
Put 600 generations into a reign of suffering
You can hear the march going down the streets
March of the voiceless
You can hear the chaos, riots are the lips
For a voice that has slept for hundred of years
Who said?
That priests are nazis for human kind
Who said?
That authority is behind every human oppression
Destroy your past, destroy your present
To build a world, on ashes and ruins
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NEW GOD, NEW TRUTH
03:07
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There's a new god in houses, materialized as idiot boxes
Truth is given by wide smiles and white teeth
"Life isn't social, life is superficial"
"On the way to work, don't get in contact with your similar"
It's forbidden by the newscaster
new god, new truth
The screen attracts your eyes, and make them explodes
Through these wide open holes, it sucks your brain
Need to work, need to pay
Living death, for your brainsucker
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IGNORE TOMORROW
05:07
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Like monuments, the collection of empty bottles increases,
All these shapes, all these sounds seem enraged.
I consume to celebrate your divorce from society.
Dozens of choices to make to get out of this.
No matter the door you open, I won't like what will wait behind it.
The wheels are in motion for a road further than skyline,
But we will reach it someday, your world is coming to an end.
After this, the rain will stop, the sea will be quiet again.
In a landscape filled with car salesmen and white collar criminals
Still waiting for something more exciting to happen.
An overdose of latest news to feel a bit more threatened.
Tongues need to taste flavors from other atmospheres.
All similar, all different, with a meaningless hope as lifeguide.
A combination of blood, tears and various living matters,
Struggling for being the new king, not dying in abandon.
Ignore tomorrow, spring will never come in this sequence of life.
An admission of failure, waste as the only heritage to leave.
Unpleasant smell of mutual incomprehension as remains.
It's time to stop turning a blind eye to the masquerade,
Just time to prepare the burial of a glorious and achieved past.
The curtain falls, no time to rest, a new target in sight.
No room for hypocrisy, regrets are destructive.
Don't let the ego asserts its needs for stroking.
With lack and frustation as gift, leave forever, no look back.
Lonely again, looking for an elixir of life in a trash bag
Living for the nostalgia of unknown places and unknown events
The color of despair strongly inked in millions of iris cells
A deep feeling of desolation creeps, stronger than the day before
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FAILURE INDUSTRY
05:21
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The renegades are soiling your streets, and now you've got a new town plan
Juvenile delinquency is growing up so you're putting them in your jails
The earth is dying, so you makes the consumers feel guilty while you're stealing from them
Their suicides drive your sales index down so you pave over the window
Some aren't on your corporate watch-list so you're putting cameras on all the streets corners
You have a solution for each consequence, but each consequence has his cause
And these causes, it's you : police capitalist state, as well as its media and religious henchmen
You, every member in every nook and cranny branch of this system
You're the cause, and the salesmen of the solution
I'm on the way to toe the line of the terrorists
To become a kamikaze
To becoming your fear
I'm on the way for the only thing that makes sense in my life :
Your total destruction
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CARVED FOR CONSUMPTION
04:01
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In despair, we trust anybody, we trust anything
In despair, we are ready to play any role in the game
To accept any illusion to escape reality
We produce quietly and efficiently for the profit of those who provide the pressure
We waste and be wasted, we consume not to be consumed by hate and fear
We are ready to use any artifice, any miraculous tool they advertise
To forget the sadness of our everyday lives
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FIGHT DARKNESS
03:42
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Bringing life back to a dead city
Throwing colors into a grey picture
Feel our flesh and bones move
Going straight to a feast of life
Charge those who charged
Laugh to defend your life
Like guards of a meaningless world,
Blind soldiers charge to obey the rules
Issued by an elite, death engineers
they want to bury the city in silence again
Charge those who charged
Laugh to defend your life
Our bodies move in a logical action
Like a tactical dance leading us
Until the end of the night we'll resist
Live, have fun and fight darkness
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8. |
THREATENED SPECIES
07:03
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