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Vicious Circle
03:38
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The years go by and the mistakes continue,
We live in a vicious circle
Ruins of life become commonplace
The paths narrow
And everything becomes an unanswered question.
Change of years is just a passage of time
Does not change your battle, your sacrifice
What feeds you and what kills you
Living in a vicious circle
Homo sapiens fights for hope
And there is a conflict of interests
The war drawn for nothing
Brings hostages to a globalized world
Where everyone bows to the powers of those who give more ...
Promises of something better?
And behind everything, it only matters your consumption ...
Change of years is just a passage of time
Does not change your battle, your sacrifice
What feeds you and what kills you
Living in a vicious circle
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3. |
Drowning Words
03:39
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Dilacerated by imposed words
Between the right and wrong choices of existence
Living in fear of death
Unable to count Unlucky
Where pain and discomfort are part of everything
They drown you in fear
They sell you words
With mass manipulation tactics
The passage of time tears the soul
There is no remorse, there is only disgust
There is no redemption, there is only alienation.
Where pain and discomfort are part of everything
They drown you in fear
They sell you words
With mass manipulation tactics
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4. |
Illusion of being alive
02:37
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Where am I going to?
Where should I run away to?
Groundless
Fateless
Move on, to live without life
In this world or any other
Good and bad stays in illusions
Feeling of contempt and disgusting
Of beings considered human
But without humanity
In the end we are all mortals
In the end we are all the same
Death does not change past attitudes
This is a common truth.
Excess of human mistakes
Causing a collapse in nature
Where am I going to?
Where should I run away to?
Feeling of contempt and disgusting
Of beings considered human
But without humanity
In the end we are all mortals
In the end we are all the same
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5. |
Unconscious
04:38
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Destined to be the last Conscious
Of all alienated society
The leech governors and established religions
That Manipulate humans,
They block your thoughts and claiming attitudes
They turn freedom into a prison
No rational and emotional scruples,
And every day is a war,
Blood poured from robotic bodies,
With a new formula of survival
The last conscious regaining consciousness,
One by one, showing discernment
Justice and freedom
The idea of the last conscious
Destroying all the incoherent system
Showing the truth about the governors and leech religious
They are killed by their own poison
Injected and uniform
And every day is a war,
Blood spilled from robotic bodies
With a new formula of survival
The last conscious regaining consciousness,
One by one, showing discernment
Justice and freedom
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6. |
The Programmed Coma
04:04
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Degradation process
Away from night and day
seeking the immensity
the perfect tuning
Empty Body
The devices disconnection
The air circulates in the lungs
stabilized functions
The programmed coma
For regeneration or destruction
Same principles that tends to change
a strong foundation
Complementary Generation
For otherwise beings
that do not stop to traffic
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7. |
Psychological Torture
03:11
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I surrendered myself to the need of surviving
I looked into the abysses and was taken by surprise
Little by little I went to the solitary,
I stayed
Until I bleed just to see the color of my blood
It entered my mind
I'm feeling insane
Tied me up in a chair
Made me listen to water drops
Until my throat got dry
Psychological torture
It does not let you think
Psychological torture
weakens you to the point of not recognizing yourself
Psychological torture
The evil that consumes you leads to death
I walked the dark ways
I suffered irreparable damage
I can not trust
And every day is a cry for help
I just want this moment to end
Psychological torture
It does not let you think
Psychological torture
weakens you to the point of not recognizing yourself
Psychological torture
The evil that consumes you leads to death
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My eyes are open
Now what I see is darkness
The innocent mind is easily dominated.
Longways to a short life
The lost time does not come back anymore
The hatred that runs in my bloodstream
Is unable to kill me
The evil that belongs to me is stronger.
Stuck in the trap of cynicism
Heir to all chaos
Hate is everywhere causing devastation
Longways to a short life
The lost time does not come back anymore
The hatred that runs in my bloodstream
Is unable to kill me
The evil that belongs to me is stronger.
The hate, the hate, the hate
the disease that consumes me ...
It is the inheritance that blinds me....
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9. |
Prisão Existencial
03:02
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Entre idas e vindas do ontem
O hoje não tem mais sentido
Controlam sua roupa, sua cara,
Controlam até sua fala
Fantoches preso na vala
Criam distrações
Te segam com futilidades
Te arrancam sua dignidade
Não deixam você entender
O sistema só faz crescer
O rico ladrão de terno e gravata
Te compram com a bíblia na mão
Te fazem agradecer por nada
Prisão existencial
Caminho sem direção
Prisão existencial
As grades abatem
A dimensão
A dor nunca acaba
Meu batimento não para
Procurando uma maneira de sobreviver
Até que venha de forma natural
O descanso desse mundo letal
Que o sangue pare de escorrer
Eu quero que a vida seja bem mais
Do que uma prisão existencial
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10. |
Cemetery Dreams
06:21
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Hope, hope
Where can I find it amidst the abyss?
Wake up to incessant reality
When I discovered
What is a dream
I was soon deceived
For a long time
I believed that it would be possible
to realize all the dreams
live my essence
When I realized that I had to make choices
And set priorities my dreams began to die
And I realized that when that happens a part of me dies
And I began to count how many dreams I had to bury to survive
Suddenly I look in the mirror
And what I see is a huge cemetery
Of dreams with the name
Of several people on their graves
Together with your dreams
If I am unbalanced I fall into my grave
Feel like I've fallen several times already
As if it were a continuous process
I'm still here trying to find out
If I can have hope
And I began to count how many dreams I had to bury to survive
In all my experience I observed
That there are more defeats than victories
How is it possible to create dreams within perverse realities?
And I began to count how many dreams I had to bury to survive
I wish I could one day say
That all happened as I had always dreamt of it
Suddenly I look in the mirror
And what I see is a huge cemetery
Of dreams with the name
Of several people on their graves
Together with your dream
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