1. |
The abyss awaits
07:01
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I was working in a shithole
I’m no more than the flesh
forced to march to the slaughter
stand up and save yourself
Curse the cold of winter
despise the summer's heat
Swallow your self-esteem
you were born to dance to this song
they say we’ve got you
and then you’ll never be free
Look at your fall, you are losing control
Look at you crawl, you are out of control
They say that you had better keep quiet
You keep living your dream until your back breaks
I get to see what a con it is
I want to find the strength to say fuck you all
we're going to back to the darkest days
destroy everything, don’t wait to be saved
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2. |
Pain brigade
06:01
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Feel the snap of breaking bones
the weight of your body hitting the ground
intense blood gushing out of veins
blaspheme while there is pain
The brigade, feel the concrete
the brigade, feel the pain.
Devotion to the pleasure of concrete
Blaspheme while there’s no relief
Absolute addiction to the sound of trucks
Only death prevents trying again
The brigade, feel the concrete
The brigade, feel the pain
There’s no need, need to cry
cause now it’s time to ride
you don’t need a reason why
cause now it’s time to die, time to die.
Cross that mental line
close your eyes and fight the fear.
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3. |
My ruin
06:39
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A very long time ago we saw Headbangers Ball
Obituary and DRI, they layed a master plan
now I’m a broken man, playing in a rotten band
we drive around the world in a rental van
Welcome to my ruin, don’t slide a tear
because I got all I need
A very long time ago, Ban This came to me
Ray Barbee and Frankie Hill, they layed a master plan
now I’m a broken man, playing in an arthritic band
we drive around the world in our smelly van
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4. |
Infernal factory
07:43
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For the things, you don’t need
You share with them their fucking greed
All the shit you fucking buy
help to create an infanticide
when you buy that shit
you ignore their suffering
I don’t care about the third world
I can’t wait to get my new car
You really make me sick
stop thinking of yourself
you really make sick
you fucking piece of shit
Kids working in an infernal factory
twenty-four hours every day of the fucking week
they don’t know that there are kids who play
it won’t disturb your fucking sleep
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5. |
The regulator
01:40
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6. |
Lime wall
08:43
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An old woman dressed in rags and lit candle
she had an expression of cold terror
his shadows were projected on the lime wall
the movement of the candle made his shadows move
The faithful kiss a crucifix
mute sobs resounding head
Two big flies scamper around the room
they rest on the sick man’s mouth
the wretched cave keeps death
Priest make anointing on the nose, eyes and feets
The room smelled of urine and smoke
misery breathed at every step
hollow wood, death call, repeat itself until the madness
this is a true story about what happened
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VOUL Madrid, Spain
Power trio from Spain that play a very heavy and loud music. With members of Moho and Adrift.
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