1. |
In This Valley
01:52
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I wake up in a shout
first sound is a machine
I still can’t recover
from that noisy bloody dream
Everything reminds me
there is no other way
The people in this valley
must be fighting every day
War against the time
war against their path
war against their own
war against them all??
A place beneath the light
humming metal fly
Heat of blood
Ancient force
All feelings blow
Love comes to an end
The smallest place
Fulfilling hate
The warrior cell
In this valley errs
Green nights on herbs and tales,
blinded walks the evil friend
Motion, no poison
My hungry comes again
The earthworms don’t worry
You’ll suck with us, this ends
He felt the dream and met the death
ice crusher through his neck
War against the time
war against their path
war against their own
war against them all??
A place beneath the light
humming metal fly
Heat of blood
Ancient force
All feelings blow
Love comes to an end
The smallest place
Fulfilling hate
The warrior cell
In this valley errs
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2. |
Intestinal Fire
02:41
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We’re three wounded spark lights
Searching for shelter
We’ll reach the climax
And we will swelter
Avoiding everything neutral
Escaping from the fate
Their pulse withers from vital
The white one holds the gate
Candle that gutters
No pain means nothing to complain
Too bad, we’ve got memory instead
We fear future, get me out of this
If I’m not leaving, what am I doing here???
Avoiding everything neutral
Escaping from the fate
Their pulse withers from vital
The white one holds the gate
Candle that gutters
This feels like the core, within our minds
Urges have grow up, we are dynamite
Attacking right there, where nerves twist in pain
All is the same, the sec never ends
Chromatic is white colors sound back
Rise in a sight, smell the inner light
But she is not done yet, intermittently is heard
She’s liquid quite light, the mother of white
Biting her nest dead blood feeds her twins
Now lives in a brick with children and shit
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3. |
Sexpiral
03:01
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Walk towards my heart
It is a snake tongue
Give your reek of death to it
And get the tones from its rapped throat
You are unaware of corrosion
Made by your sweet words
Acid words, seduction mode, sex and swords
That’s how we all fell into the eyeless land
Defeated
Once you’ve won my mind
And there´s no other voice but yours inside
Whisper all the sex to come
And murder all my thoughts and hopes
So we can fuck each other well
You are unaware of corrosion
Made by your sweet words
Acid words, seduction mode, sex and swords
That’s how we all fell into the eyeless land
Defeated
Cum!!
After all the living trough the apocalypse
I can’t believe what you’ve said
There’s no place to put my mind
Let us faze it through the reality
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4. |
Live Free or Die
02:43
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No one can stop me, this is my only rule
I choose and reject all my wounds
I walk fast to get lost and I stop at will
Cause’ our paths are what matters to me
I’m the slave of no one but my own
Carrying smoke stones is something I want.
You can put down my body, but you’ll never win
Not as long as you haven’t found how to put down my soul
Now my heart has gone out of this world
It’s a dragon that rises beyond
Roaring fearlessly loud the only rule
Live free or die!
The dust of cosmos
through my eyes glow,
the marks on my fate
are the neurons of the universe.
No one can stop me, this is my only rule
I choose and reject all my wounds
I walk fast to get lost and I stop at will
Cause’ our paths are what matters to me
I’m the slave of no one but my own
Carrying smoke stones is something I want.
You can put down my body, but you’ll never win
Not as long as you haven’t found how to put down my soul
Now my heart has gone out of this world
It’s a dragon that rises beyond
Roaring fearlessly loud the only rule
Live free or die!
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5. |
Corpus Thursday
02:44
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Mi visión es carmesí
En aquel pueblo yo viví
La sangre ha nublado al sol
Veo gente llena de pavor
Un día como hoy fue de protesta
En apoyo a hermanos, DEFIENDAN LA PAZ!
El gran supremo al mando
Ordenó el plomo fugaz Y la luz jamás vieron mas.
Corpus Thursday, remember my child
That died within bullets from brown feathers down
Corpus Thursday, remember my child
We're screaming on their memory, THIS IS WAR!
El 71 fue un año negro
Las calles estaban apestando a muerte
Las autoridades no hicieron nada
Mas que masacrar a mano prepotente
Estas palabras caen en la danza
De los que frenaron aquella matanza
Y dieron su vida por defender La libertad de expresión
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