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No Lyrics, just mosh!
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Dont like my hair
Nor my tattoo
The Clothes I dress
Disgusting You
But you dont know
The secret I have
I aint no fool
Im ugly inside too
I have hatred
Running in my veins
I dont care about
Looking cool
Trust no one
And no one trust me
streets are my school
Im ugly inside too
Fuck you! - Im ugly Inside too!
Fuck you! - Im ugly Inside too!
Fuck you! - Im ugly Inside too!
Fuck you! - Im ugly Inside too!
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There it comes,
Ready to send,
Sounding over our heads,
Bomb raid plane,
Like on fedex,
Ready for the package,
Comin'for our heads!!
Air surgery!!
The medicine advance
The american progress
A math calculation,
Precision of extermination
Suit dressed killers
Is this democracy?
Slaughtering by law:
Air mail surgery!
It isn't a scout knife rain not even bistouries but yankee firestorm that has came to kill
Air surgery!!
The medicine advance
The american progress
A math calculation,
Precision of extermination
Suit dressed killers
Is this democracy?
Slaughtering by law:
Air mail surgery!
It isn't a scout knife rain not even bistouries but yankee firestorm that has came to kill
Air mail surgery!
You better hide!
War surgery!!
The new wonder of martial medicine.
Comin'for our heads!!
Air surgery!!
The medicine advance
The american progress
A math calculation,
Precision of extermination
Suit dressed killers
Is this democracy?
Slaughtering by law:
Air mail surgery!
It isn't a scout knife rain not even bistouries but yankee firestorm that has came to kill
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The catholic beast
Rapes the children
The corrupted gouvernment
Commands the power
Only now, our body
Is putrefied
But our mind
Has to overcome
There's no way
For putrid to stop us!
The catholic beast
Rapes the children
The corrupted gouvernment
Commands the power
Only now, our body
Is putrefied
But our mind
Has to overcome
The catholic beast!
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Naquela tarde tudo parecia bem
A esquizofrenia nunca mais incomodou
Mas a paranoia estava sempre ao seu lado
Decidiu então acabar com seu irmão
Lembrou da internação e dos momentos de agonia
Catou a 12 e esperou o irmão dormir
O cano na cabeça do irmão ele encostou
A sua paranoia finalmente acabou
Atirou e riu e mostrou pra empregada
O seu irmão não teve como se defender
Ligou pra funerária encomendando um velório
Fumando ele esperou a chegada da polícia
Possuído Pelo Cão, ele matou seu irmão!
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How! can people believe in political Messiah?
If we are living lies
Why! one that is against Sentence of death
Choose a bloody slayer?
Demoncracy
Evil minds faking: choice is a lie
For those who bow
Demoncracy
Brainless existence: conformed eyes
Riot under control
Who! will you wait to save your rotten life?
If you are on your own
What! has been called election isn't a massacre
Over a minority?
There`s no way to change the world if you do not change your mind
Defy this System. The Time to start is now!
There`s no sense in fearing the devil when true evil are suit `n` tied men
Open your eyes. The real hell is here!
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We Mosh – You Pray
We won't bend, we'll never obey
We live – You Watch
We refuse to sit and rot
My life!
The pit!
Too fast!
To die!
You swallow – We Spit
We still think we can resist
You dance – We Slam
We'll Thrashcore until the end!
My life!
The pit!
Too fast!
To die!
Possuído!
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They build a fucking factory
Near my neighbourhood
Spread that funny smoke
Black as a coke
I got a new job there
But is not smelling good
Some evil eyes i see
At chemical industry
My mind is fucking dizzy
I feel some strange force
My body have no action
Toxic possession!
My eyes is popping out
And my skin is turning green
My body have no action
Toxic possession!
And now my life is just pain anger
'cause i'm looking like the toxic avenger
I have piss some strange things
My marriage fall apart after my last fart
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Want to be anarchist?
Better start to walk
With those who knows whats right.
They will tell you
What you should do
To become libertarian
For you freedom is a word
And we wont admit
Anarco-cops playing the law
Intolerance
Is a not a choice
You cant enforce us to be free
They shout against authority
But end in a self-slavery
Shove your rules up your ass
Go preach for Priests!
Blaming
Judging
Repressing
Is that your anarchy???
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On Sunday, the childrenll go to church
There they learn the descents values of old times
I´m Sure the Shepard will treatem nice
Kids, pray for your lifes!!!
Under the Chains of Heaven
Molested by their God
At the Semen Churches
I find myself in Hell!
On Monday: the kids are on TV
Nobody expected this evil atrocity
But Dad still attends the cult
And cries to holy words!
NO!!!
Trapped by faith
God laugh aloud
Under the Cross
Jesus has no mercy
Raped youth
Punished for their sins
Watch your back
Inside Semen churches!
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My everyday frustration
Make me have no satisfaction
Rejected by society
No one care about my life
I am not like that tv star
No girls, no muscles,
No brand new car
The whole world sucks
And i have nothing to loose
Forget the american way
Better start to slay
Me and my shotgun
Shooting all and everyone
I enjoy my life now
Shooting against the crowd
Cops are coming to bust
At my house at night
At court i'll blame satan
And the things will be alright
Blame satan!
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Clouds hang in the sky filling the view
With a shade of grey
As cars are moving by polluting the air
With a smile smell
A building is rotting away in the face of
Acid corrosion
A plane is making the sound of an
Enormous explosion
…it's a grey world…
People are walk alone,
Talking not to anyone.
The noise of traffic burns your ear
All senses disappear
…grey world… (x4)
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All the gigs you have these jerks
Thinking mosh is macho Stuff
Circle Pit is not a Fight
Need no strength to stage dive
You, tuff guy, wanna be hard,
We'll Kick your muscled ass out!
Leave this Fuckin' Plaaaace!
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Crossover is back to the streets
Flannels, bandanas, out of the sight of tv
Groovin´won't have place in the…
It can't buy our sound
Groovin´won't have place in the…
Slam! speed leads you mad
Thrash! bangin your heads like hell
Mosh! from stage to the floor
Possessed! to the circle pit!
Walking and skating through the alleys
Gangs of thrashcore are ready to prepare
A gig in a small dirty place
It stinks and it rots but we
Slam! speed leads you mad
Thrash! bangin your heads like hell
Mosh! from stage to the floor
Possessed! to the circle pit!
The show is starting as you arrive
You hear the fast beat and enters the pit
People are running, there´re feet in the air
The loud rapid riffs possesses the crowd
You lose control and the sound makes you blind
You bleed through your nose without seeing or mind
There´re broken bones, there´re teeth on the ground
And you're ready to die just to stage dive and…
Slam! speed leads you mad
Thrash! bangin your heads like hell
Mosh! from stage to the floor
Possessed! to the circle pit!
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Recorded, mixed and produced by Frango Kaos under the Olho de Thundera, between 19/11/2005 and 20/05/2006 at Orbis Studio, Taguatinga - DF. Mastered by Marcos Paulo Pagani.
Backing Vocals: Poney Ret, Barbosa Osvaldo, Capaça, Pícaro, Hery and Xunim. Solos guitar hero and "alavancadas" by Capaça.