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Year after year And these saddles strike your destiny Assassins, marginals, thiefs All paying by your crime There isn't lone, there isn't confidence Brutals flashes from violence Be happening day by day In this square empty from hope The flight is yo...

Grave and pure preacher This is the aspect Of a "disguised animal"... That preaches hypocrisy and triek Attracts thousands of adepts into poverty Human being surely Damned as sure as can be Slander stamped in his face He attracts the blind eyes of the...

The Social Problems Are the ones that make us animals Since l was a child I’ve seen crime here l’ve become a man with no shadow and no past Could this history be different? Wouldn't my blind feelings wake up? I grew up looking at the world through mirro...

Sometimes I ask myself Why are thes pieces of papers for? Our stupid lives don't mean anything without them With money: corruption, misery and profit sail in the same boat... You don't know, but there are some people cleaning their asses with money! W...

At night I stop to think And reflect my life in the mirror I see that there was bad and good moments I felt like the hunter and the prey This surprise box that is the life Hunger and violence in cold times That we are fucked by destiny I become shadow...

Inject it into the blood directly into the vein Metal assault on the ear feeling it flow to the brain It can get under the skin the power metal syringe It puts an end to all pain another headbangers singed Breathe the metal in the air feel power everywhere Ta...

Manipulated by bourgeoisie Slaves of power We fight to survive Thrown on the curb We're stepped on and smashed Simple objects of their richness Thy sacrifice us for their advantages Fuck you, rotten authorities Fuck you, devil Without escape or rig...

Hey man! I guess that you don't remember the past time The past would give you bad memories You prit above the filthness that would happen to you A black cloud I feel that you must disinter this Your head will go to explod, otherwise Torturies? It is...

Trapped with the solitude I travel in great roads Looking for the flame of truth That has gone of my own My world is closed In four walls Because my innocence Was swallowed with pleasure By a simple mistake Of likeness My soul is beeing punished...

Fifteen years of innocence Don't know what life is yet You were chosen boy Will fight for you and for them The war is cold Colder and dark is your fate Traced by the fear and the uncertainty of living She makes yourself being your own enemy Even if y...