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FERIDA

Talvez eu seja o vilão
Lobo na pele de cordeiro
Talvez eu seja eu fui eu sei
Peça central do picadeiro

Mas ele quer pôr um fim a inconsequência
Toda fraqueza – descrença
Todo limite é muito pouco pra ele respeitar
Não entendia algumas regras – vamos as quebrar

Não tem paciência – Alega não ter ciência
Um desconforto – sentimento ruim
Sem entender como chegou até ali

Há muito mais do que alcança sua vista
Intervenção – atitude comedida
Há muito mais do que alcança sua vista
A intervenção cicatrizou minha ferida

Irresponsável imoral
Mentindo sempre o paradeiro
Agora chora e pede a Deus
Força pro nosso curandeiro

Assumindo o papel – personagem certeiro
Ainda muito a moldar – moleque arteiro
Sempre tirando conclusão precipitada
Sempre acha tudo um puta tédio e não quer nada

Não tem paciência – Alega não ter ciência
Mas se ligou que ocupava muito espaço
É tem a sorte de ter quem olhe seus passos

Há muito mais do que alcança sua vista
Intervenção – atitude comedida
Há muito mais do que alcança sua vista
A intervenção cicatrizou minha ferida

Mas tudo tem o seu começo meio e fim
Já não tolera o que é errado – ruim
Sobriedade – Notoriedade
Agora age com calma e com serenidade

Eu vi de perto a mudança na minha vida
Intervenção – atitude comedida
A construção de um sonho – de uma vida
Fim da existência viciada – pervertida

Há muito mais do que alcança sua vista
A intervenção cicatrizou minha ferida
A construção de um sonho – de uma vida


EVERYBODY HATES EVERYBODY

Talk to me something new
Not your fucking negative view
Based on your own frustrations – circles of lies

Can’t make it smaller – its bigger than you are
Your words can’t change this fact it always hit too hard

Everybody Hates Everybody

Attack is protection and you can’t deny
Rejection brings Rejection – I can’t hear you cry

Take a shelter in Isolation – Your only relive
Everywhere you go – Everything you see

Confrontation is all there is

Everybody Hates Everybody


LEADERS IN THE FOG

Daily life – A survival test for you and me
Prejudice – Fear is poison, Leader’s speech
Creating some blind concept
Violent Punishment is the reward
For the ones that refuse
To accept and follow those leaders in the fog

This Greedy God

Everyone – A little piece of this game
Slavery – Servants march and spread his name
In the name of glory
Or just another power trip
The price of salvation
Boiling

You’re not my god
I won’t bend my knees
I won’t let you steal it from me
From myself
Daily life – A survival test for you and me
Prejudice – Fear is poison, Leader’s speech
Creating some blind concept
Violent Punishment is the reward
For the ones that refuse
To accept and follow those leaders in the fog


LORD OF CHAOS

Once gods, acts of vanity
Death shower from the sky
Crossing limits of sanity
Sweet gifts from their own lies
spreading the word
Raping the land
In the name of God your knees will bend
Lord of chaos is alive
Lord of chaos is alive

Hungry for power, killing command
Open doors of heaven putting bullets in your head
Execution a shot on your back
Fear, control, domination burns red

Bend your knees for the lord of chaos
I will entertain you, entertain me
I will provide you with everything you need
I will feed you with blood, I will feed you with pain
There will be no war
There will be nothing but…
Chaos


SNAKE SKIN

Tonight a boy is becoming a man
Tonight he will have a gun in his hands
He will never forget the taste of the first time
Watching life disappear in front of his eyes

Time for the snake to change the skin
Reborn… time to bleed

No more, no more the weakest one
No more, he will never walk alone
Distorted visions of life and respect
No forgiveness, the trigger shows no regrets

Time for the snake to change the skin
Reborn – time to bleed

Once he starts he will always need some more
There is no way for him to escape this war
The hunger inside no one could ever explain
The snake is ready to kill again and again and again

Time for the snake to change the skin
Reborn – time to bleed


SOUNDS OF AN EMPTY GUN

Despair, red curtains fall
Flashing blue lights on the walls
Disharmonic orchestra of sirens
Hitting, breaking, raping the silence

A girl was crying on her knees
Mad at god with her screams
He was just nineteen, shining eyes
Cold hands took him before his time

Seconds, not even a minute
I’d got no time to realize
Nineteen years old, only son
A bullet was a present for a short life

Five years and still so fresh
So clear, I cannot forget
He was just nineteen, only son

Have you ever heard the sound of an empty gun?


STANDING STILL

Hope fills me up day after day
Inside I still feel it – Its hard to believe
Struggling for life are powerless kinds
Victims of greed and deceit

Who cares if you live?
Who cares if you die?
The price for freedom is never too high.

Its blood what you want?
So come and get it
Prepare for war or you better forget it

I’m bending the rule of this game.
Justice Burns
You know we’re rising stronger
Justice kingdom come

500 years of torture and pain
The land of the Sun was being raped again
They need our resources to feed up their power
They’re working aside of murders and cowards

What makes you superior?
Do you call it civilized?
So many different ways to say genocide
But here we are
Standing still
A open wound that can never heal


STAY AWAKE

I was so close, maybe too close to see a way to keep myself awake
But I was too close just to say no and refuse
The fact of falling and turning into nothing
It was so hard to keep open my eyes and keep looking at their faces and hear them cry
It was so easy to let it go like that
Just acting like I wasn’t there

Sometimes a feeling could save your life
Sometimes a feeling could save you

I was so far from all my fears and pain
Relieved, safe, lost in that place
I was too far to hear them calling my name
Touching my hands they would never understand
It was so clear, they couldn’t see in my eyes
All the reasons why I would not even try
It was so easy to let it go like that just acting like I wasn’t there

Sometimes a feeling could save your life
Sometimes a feeling could save you
Stay Awake


SURVIVAL INSTINCT

Time stands at the other side
As fast as the barking of gun shots
Can you hear? The voices of fear
calling your name
You just can’t see clear
Shoot – that mother fucker
Panic, total dementia
Primal instinct lost in hysteria
Shoot that mother fucker
Two groups, one intention
Waves of fear turning into aggression
Get ready when bullets come back
Get ready when bullets come back

Short seconds seem like hours
9 millimeters definition of power
Shoot the enemy
No existence, reality is lost
Possessed, a man becomes god
Shoot – that mother fucker