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Turn To Dust
04:54
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Let me be one with fire and wise animals.
Regret chokes my voice. Chokes my voice.
Fight for me. Fight for me!
We fear no ruins on the contrary we see their worth
Our feeble past is marked by our histories of defeat
We face the future with our backs against the wall
Always waiting for that moment when it all falls
…and it will fall!
Y entre cenizas me atrevo a luchar!
We watch their world as it turns to dust
Y entre cenizas me atrevo a luchar!
Their cities burn while the factories rust
Y entre cenizas me atrevo a luchar!
We watch their world as it turns to dust
Y entre cenizas me atrevo a luchar!
Their cities burn while the factories rust
La tierra escupe veneno de sus entrañas
Y Solloza en agonia, en agonia, en agonia…
How do we fight for what we have never known?
How do we struggle against this tide that holds us back?
In this civilized culture built on blood and slavery and war
As we survey the wreckage we sharpen our daggers and…
We prepare for war!
We prepare for war!
Y entre cenizas me atrevo a luchar!
We watch their world as it turns to dust
Y entre cenizas me atrevo a luchar!
Their cities burn while the factories rust
Y entre cenizas me atrevo a luchar!
We watch their world as it turns to dust
Y entre cenizas me atrevo a luchar!
Their cities burn while the factories rust
Y entre cenizas me atrevo a luchar!
We watch their world as it turns to dust
Y entre cenizas me atrevo a luchar!
Their cities burn while the factories rust
Y entre cenizas me atrevo a luchar!
We watch their world as it turns to dust
Y entre cenizas me atrevo a luchar!
Their cities burn while the factories rust
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Let The Struggle Begin
03:57
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There are women at the gates
Seeking a new world.
The machine,
The rocket,
The conquering of space
And time!
Let The Struggle Begin
Let The Struggle Begin
Let The Struggle Begin
A new spirit is rising. Like the streets of Watts
We burn for revolution. We assault your Gods
We sing of your death. DESTROY THE MUSEUMS!
Our struggle cannot be hung on walls.
Hung on walls
Hung on walls
Hung on walls
Hung on walls
Let the past fall under the blows of revolt.
The Guerilla, the blacks, the women of the future,
We are all at your heels. Goddamn your culture,
Your science, your art. What purpose do they serve?
Your mass murder cannot be concealed.
With their unlimited pretense and vulgarity,
Continue to stockpile art while they slaughter humanity.
Slaughter humanity
Slaughter humanity
Slaughter humanity
Slaughter humanity
Your lie has failed. The world is rising
Against your oppression. There are women at the gates
Seeking a new world. The machine, the rocket,
The conquering of space and time, These are the seed
Of the future, which freed from your barbarism
Will carry us forward. We are ready
Let the struggle begin.
We are ready. Let the struggle begin.
We are ready. Let the struggle begin.
We are ready. Let the struggle begin.
We are ready. Let the struggle begin.
We are ready!
Let the struggle begin.
We are ready!
Let the struggle begin.
We are ready!
Let the struggle begin.
We are ready!
Let the struggle begin.
We are ready. Let the struggle begin.
We are ready. Let the struggle begin.
We are ready. Let the struggle begin.
We are ready. Let the struggle begin.
We are ready. Let the struggle begin!
We are ready. Let the struggle begin!
We are ready. Let the struggle begin!
We are ready. Let the struggle begin!
We are ready. Let the struggle begin!
We are ready. Let the struggle begin!
We are ready. Let the struggle begin!
We are ready. Let the struggle begin!
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3. |
Free My Body
04:17
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Don’t break my bones
Don’t peel off my skin
I just want to live like you do
I am the same as you
Don’t break my bones
Don’t peel off my skin
I just want to live like you do
I am the same as you
My veins burst every morning
And each step I walk
In the streets gets marked
With drops of my blood
You get impregnated of me
Of my mortality
That is not me
Of my pain
That is not I
Is my blood
Free my body from these chains
Don’t you see how much it hurts?
Melt the bars in to the ground
Set me free, Set me free!
Free my body from these chains
Don’t you see how much it hurts?
Melt the bars in to the ground
Set me free, Set me free!
My veins burst every morning
And each step I walk
In the streets gets marked
With drops of my blood
You get impregnated of me
Of my mortality
That is not me
Of my pain
That is not I
Is my blood
Free my body from these chains
Don’t you see how much it hurts?
Melt the bars in to the ground
Set me free, Set me free!
Free my body from these chains
Don’t you see how much it hurts?
Melt the bars in to the ground
Set me free, Set me free!
Free!
Free!
Free!
Free!
Don’t break my bones
Don’t peel off my skin
I just want to live like you do
I am the same as you
Free my body from these chains
Don’t you see how much it hurts?
Melt the bars in to the ground
Set me free, Set me free!
Free my body from these chains
Don’t you see how much it hurts?
Melt the bars in to the ground
Set me free, Set me free!
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Smert Fashizmu
04:36
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Fashisty ubivayut
Gosudarstva pokryvayut
Fashizm ne proidet!
Smert fashizmu!
Doloi fashizm
My ego pohoronim
Fashisty ubivayut
Gosudarstva pokryvayut
Fashizm ne proidet!
Smert fashizmu!
Doloi fashizm
My ego pohoronim
Nam n vazhen kozhi tsvet!
My fashizmu skazhem net!
Nam n vazhen kozhi tsvet!
My fashizmu skazhem net!
My fashizmu skazhem net!
My fashizmu skazhem net!
Fashisty ubivayut
Gosudarstva pokryvayut
Fashizm ne proidet!
Smert fashizmu!
Doloi fashizm
My ego pohoronim
Fashisty ubivayut
Gosudarstva pokryvayut
Fashizm ne proidet!
Smert fashizmu!
Doloi fashizm
My ego pohoronim
Nam n vazhen kozhi tsvet!
my fashizmu skazhem net!
Nam n vazhen kozhi tsvet!
my fashizmu skazhem net!
My fashizmu skazhem net!
My fashizmu skazhem net!
The state creates the crisis
As the fascists take control
They work together
To achieve their final goal
They crave the power
And will use it for their ends
Together we can destroy them
Together we will bury them!
Nam n vazhen kozhi tsvet!
my fashizmu skazhem net!
Nam n vazhen kozhi tsvet!
my fashizmu skazhem net!
My fashizmu skazhem net!
My fashizmu skazhem net!
Alerta! Alerta Anti-Fascista!
Alerta! Alerta Anti-Fascista!
Alerta! Alerta Anti-Fascista!
Alerta! Alerta Anti-Fascista!
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Rosa Apatrida New York, New York
This type of rose flourishes only once during the coolest day of winter.
Vocals: Elektra KB
Synths: Jamie Weiss
Synths: Nico Roxe
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