Friday, 25 May 2012

Six Feet Under - Amerika The Brutal

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Amerika The Brutal



I'd rather died than to live in this fucked world

Mr. President I'm not here to do your dirty work

Alone, I think I'm fighting a losing battle
Worth dying not for oil
NO WAR Amerika the brutal
Listen it's a fucking joke and they make you believe it on the TV
That's how they deceive you-
I watch and I listen and I question their reasons
You know what, I don't fuckin believe em
NO WAR Amerika the brutal
When I want to know the future I look into the past
I think of my best friend and his stories of Vietnam
And now I got a cousin fighting in Iraq, and I want her coming back
I'm not afraid to speak my own mind
I don't use the first amendment to hide behind
I'm guaranteed that freedom, I'm born with that right
And for that I'm ready to fight
I'd rather die than to live in this fucked world
Fake president, I'm not here to do your dirty work
Alone I think I'm fighting this losing battle- worth dying?
NO WAR Amerika the brutal

Monday, 21 May 2012

Heaven Shall Burn - The Weapon They Fear

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The Weapon They Fear

A Tribute to the Chilean singer Victor Jara, by Heaven Shall Burn 




Words - these words of freedom
A bequest - never to be silenced


In this world of lies, the truth, it means resistance

To make the masses see and sense their needs



He healed so many aching hearts and wounds

And threw back the baseness - back to where it came from



Aspired from the middle of his brothers

Charged this suffering and oppression
One single voice became a storm
His words and melodies - the weapon they fear



Threw back the baseness - back from where it came



Nobody is chosen to suffer

Nobody is destined to rule
Gagged his mouth but not his songs, the songs we sing
Fettered his hands but not the words he wrote
These songs we'll sing!



"Silence and screams are the end of my song." - Victor Jara

Tuesday, 15 May 2012

Misery Index - Traitors

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We revel in our treason, our catalyst for change
We don't wait for answers,
We laugh, seize, and live our days
Embracing our sedition,
Crawling off our knees
As John Brown -patriots,
Who force the world we want to see


TRAITORS!
Who you'd call a traitor,
Is the son of libertad
La unica esperanza
With no master and no god
"Freedom-haters", agitators?
What would they call Thomas Paine?
Founding fathers
Praised as martyrs
Or terrorists by another name?



TRAITORS!
What you call the Nation-State
Is fiction in itself
Agreed upon illusion
Enforced by violence - ruled by wealth
This land is fucking your land,
And not through them defined
By fucking flags on SUVs
Or Superbowl half-times



TRAITORS!

Wednesday, 9 May 2012

Sepultura - Refuse Resist

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Refuse Resist- one of the classical of the thrash metal with a leftist tendency.


1. Refuse/Resist



Chaos A.D.
Tanks on the streets
Confronting police
Bleeding the Plebs
Raging crowd
Burning cars
Bloodshed starts
Who'll be alive?!

Chaos A.D.
Army in siege
Total alarm
I'm sick of this
Inside the state
War is created
No man's land
What is this shit?!

Refuse/Resist
Refuse

Chaos A.D.
Disorder unleashed
Starting to burn
Starting to lynch
Silence means death
Stand on your feet
Inner fear
Your worst enemy

Refuse/Resist
Refuse/Resist

Thursday, 3 May 2012

Rage Against The Machine - Guerilla Radio

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Guerilla Radio: A Classical leftist Nu-Metal Song by Rage Against The Machine



Transmission third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
No shelter if youre looking for shade
I lick shots at the brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On truth devoured
Silent play in the shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The cameras eyes on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
Yes a spectacle monopolized
They hold the reins, stole your eyes
All the fistagons the bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
Who staff the party ranks
More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above fuck it cut the cord

Lights out guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up

Contact I highjacked the frequencies
Blockin the beltway
Move on DC
Way past the days of bombin MCs
Sound off Mumia guan be free
Who gottem yo check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
Army of pigs try to silence my style
Off em all out that box its my radio dial

Lights out guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up

It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than nowAll hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us nowAll hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us now