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Trapped In A Fold
03:30
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I'm born in a world of chaos, trapped within others will. Where is my life in a world made of steel? right in birth, they tagged me, so they can control me. Their institutions keep me in place, images and sounds telling me what to do, my brain is this pre-maded box with no value. Each one in it's place, no one can step out. When will you see the way they play, keeping you in like a fucking sheep. I see them giving speeches like puppets in ventriloquist hands, but i simply don't understand how can they say everything is ok when I'm this fucking slave. Each one in it's place, no one can step out. When will you see the way they play, keeping you in like a fucking sheep. In the so called first world everyone dies alone!
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One Last Struggle
04:43
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And I will rise from the ashes of what you destroyed With only the purpose of making love arise once again. No authoriy, no hierarchy, no sexism, We will be free. Of all the pain I felt due to the abscense of help, of all the trees that fell over profit and disguise. No curtain shall fall over my thoughts,they deserve to be heard just as much as this society needs trust. This isn't the world i fell in love with. This isn't the spirit i wanted to feel. I can only tell this world has a weak heart
and each time we set our differences apart it gets a fresh breath of air and a new need to resurrect. The bottom line is: this world's in ruins and we're the only ones that can rebuild the foundations once again. I love this world and everything it has but the power brings only one thing to surface: pure corruption. Just pure corruption. And i will rise for one last struggle as long as I breathe. We all have the right to be as free as this world needs to be. And we will rise for one last struggle! I dream of a world, where nature can be revived. I dream of a world, where corruption can't be disguised. I dream of a world, where there is: no authority, no hierarchy, no sexism. I dream of a world where we can be free without constant control, without any enemies!
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Apathy
03:20
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I hear the screamings echoing in my heart like blades tearing my chest apart. Our society is heading for its doom. We call ourselves superiors spreading like a disease. There's no more room. And we push the earth to it's limits, we are the dominant so everything is ours to take. Our intentions are always looking for profit, but some still die fighting to break every chain. And what have we learn all over the years? We fight for what we love and push away what we fear. There are no more excuses for the abuse. Stop the exploitation and domination of Man. And this apathy rising towards everyone make our hearts die when all the feelings are gone. And one day we'll be liberated from this slavery. And one day we will get to know how life feels. Cause we're all free. We're all earthlings.
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Same Old Everyday
00:51
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The same old routine everyday. Feels like nothing's gonna change. The same old tomorrow, the same old today. The same fucking routine everyday! We gotta change this, we gotta think for ourselves. We gotta face it, We gotta free ourselves! But I Have a chance to change the plans, I won't submit myself to it.
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Pointing Fingers
03:14
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All this surrounding wilderness, that we claim to possess, turned into a grey background in the name of progress. Another clearcutting echoes in the woods, feeding Man's greed. Imprisoned in this concrete jungles, it's getting hard to breathe. It's so easy to point the finger, but who's really to blame? Excuses and apologies. Always back to the same! The effort of those who tried to make a difference, has it all been in vain? We point the finger, but we're the ones to blame! Rivers and forests replaced by wastelands and machines. This so called modern life wiped out all the green. We're running out of options. No place for industrial civilization! Our Mother is so vulnerable. Avoid the path of exploitation. Selfishly we demand too much of a world about to collapse. Ecological crisis. Are you unaware or don't you even care? How can we sit around and accept this ecocide? We're all in this together, so put your indifference aside.Quem é que podemos culpar, se todos nós participamos na destruição do meio ambiente. Criticam aqueles que agem, mas nunca criam alternativas. Apontam o dedo e passam a culpa de um lado para o outro, mas continuam a comprar, a explorar e a matar. Fazem da natureza uma coisa frágil, mas mais frágeis somos nós perante a sua força. Os seus recursos naturais escasseiam, assim como o nosso tempo. How much longer do you think we'll last?
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One Last Struggle Portugal
We are four kids, we aren't musicians, we are all very different, but together we make this. We go by the D.I.Y. and anti- capitalist ethics in hardcore-punk and our lives! We want to teach, learn, meet people, talk, sing, shout and scream! We want rebellion, we want freedom, we want liberation! This is our last struggle in a world that doesn't care! ... more
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