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Entering Troops. (Inst)
01:45
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Narcotic Killers.
03:22
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Possessed by drugs
they’re losing their heads
they only want drugs
they are narcotic killers.
Their fucking medicine
their concentration
they have cold sweat
they kill by pleasure.
In the bars and the streets, there are few narcotic killers
with their potions and charms, you will be the next victim
they usually go out at night, like silent hunters
they’re fast as lethal weapons, before you can see them, you’ll be dead.
They don’t care about your life
you can not survive
they only want their drugs
someone has to pay the price.
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Fight Until Kill or Die.
02:55
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Fight
until kill or die.
Trying to survive in a fucking life
that humiliates you, and your dignity denies
cold and hungry, tired of running away
my fear has become rage, it's time to fight.
I will not put the other cheek again
now I'm always going to hit first
no more fear, I will not look back
with all my strength, I'm going to fight.
Your stabs in the back made me bleed
but If I fall I swear, I'll always stand up
look at my smile, you know I'm going to continue
make your best attempt, it may be the last.
Fists, hits, kicks, until the pain disappears
until the blood and the sweat mix
you're not sure anymore, start betting
you’ll see my evil smile and you know I'm going to fight.
Fight
until kill or die.
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The Bitch of Babylon.
03:03
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The bitch of Babylon sells to the highest bidder
pestilent and vile whore, your doctrine is the lie, your obsession, the power.
Ingenuous people, you have seduced them
you have corrupted them, you have made them sin
you have resented them, you have made them dream
you have made them pay, that world of fantasy.
Ingenuous people, you have seduced them
you have corrupted them, you have made them sin
you have resented them, you have made them dream
you have made them pay, that world of hypocrisy.
Who is more whore than you?
fornicating the powerful you raise them to the altar
who is more bitch than you?
sucking the blood of the innocents.
Where there is money, you will be there
where there is power, you will find it
damn rotten whore, your reign has come to the end
damn fucking whore, soon you will be dead.
You fucking whore, now you’re an old bitch
your former power allowed you to deceive
now you can not, my soul will not buy
in your own grave, you will rot old witch.
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5. |
Everything Has To Burn.
03:35
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We're advancing, we’re competing
that's what they say, they’re lying
we’re moving forward, we’re progressing
they repeat to us those fakes news.
At fools school
in false newspapers
church and government
pig allies.
They say don’t kill, but you can buy guns
they say don’t steal, you have our leftovers
enslaved workers who have no future
they say don't use drugs, live sober this farce.
So who cares?
if nothing is true
if mankind dies
you have nothing to lose.
So who cares?
if we lost our heads
then who cares?
if everything has to burn.
Do not tell lies, that's what we do
close your eyes and believe what we preach
do what I say and don’t say what I do
give us the future, in your place we’ll decide.
You continue enjoying and consuming
that's what they say but they’re selling us
follow it ignoring, follow it forgetting
looks away they will continue killing.
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7. |
Bloody Holidays.
03:35
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Rotten on money
with everything seen and tasted
the luxury I don’t care anymore
I don’t want women, not even the hottest.
There is nothing that I don’t have
there is nothing to entertain me
I’ve got sick for my fat children
my wife is a fucking whore.
Rotten on money
with everything seen and tasted
the luxury I don’t care anymore
I don’t want drugs, not even the hardest.
I want something that excite me again
if I'm excited, I'm going to pay
I don’t care about money or the conditions
I don’t want moral limitations.
I want everything ready, will be my new holidays
where I go everything is permitted, where I go it will be destroyed
tired of luxury, servitude, if money talks, I will dictate orders
with my toys of war, I will kill, with my hands, I'll slaughter and rape.
No tears, no prayers, I will not have mercy
no tears, no prayers, that’s my bloody holidays.
My Bloody Holidays... My Bloody Holidays!
At the limits of sadism, I want to get
fresh human bodies, in two pieces I’ll break.
Teeth and bones, will be my souvenir
with a fucking head, I gonna play
sick of boredom, I'll give myself
a bloody holidays, that I’ll always remember.
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8. |
Rivers Of Shit
04:53
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Rivers of shit
mountains of trash
a toxic air
an ocean black.
Take my elixir
will be your salvation
I change it for your life
is the only condition.
Pollution clouds
radiation traces
heavy metals
years of contamination.
Mechanical gadgets
endowed with intelligence
will take control
in the middle of disorder and chaos.
Take my elixir
will be your salvation
I change it for your life
is the only solution.
Rivers of blood
mountains of corpses
everything is on fire and smoke
stink of rot.
Killer robots
will make social cleaning
military drones
scanning dissident’s brains.
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Paramilitary Commandos.
03:52
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Commandos
paramilitary Commandos, killer commandos
without mercy or emotions, without fear or remorse.
Something sinister, I hear in the mountains
rifles noises, sounds of shots
never silent, desperate cries
pleading mercy, they never have
hundreds of atrocities of which nobody talks
human rights are just words.
Government and soldiers have sold their souls
many of them know and remain silent while they’re pay
while some of them trade, drugs for weapons
Narco-money it’s raining for high headships.
The dead are only the number they fake
the poor people´s flesh, bleed and rot.
Horrendous predatory machinery, carrying devastation
the land without money to anyone excited, they take the wealth and leave destruction.
A drop of water does not rain, drops of blood don’t stain the sea
a million drops can break dike levees, when comes the storm will bring us calm?
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10. |
For You it, Will Be Hell
03:17
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Predator machines in the sky
mechanical monsters roaring
like birds of prey hunting
defecating destruction.
Terrified souls flee from the clatter
the world is falling apart, among tornadoes of fire
scattered and calcined bodies
a new inquisition to the stake has condemned you.
And you will die burning
you will fall into pieces
for you it, will be hell
for them your spoils.
Human remains in the debris
blood mixed with dirt in your mouth
all that you've wanted will burn
what you’ve not done, you’ll never do.
Human remains in the debris
blood mixed with dirt in your mouth
all that you've wanted will burn
for the vultures you'll be only rotten meat.
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Caught on Screen.
02:43
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Caught on screen
trapped by monitors.
Locked in a maze of lethal information
I'm looking for a way out, a way to escape
my bloody red eyes, irritated and blurred
the inert body, has paralyzed bones.
Caught on screen
trapped by monitors
my inert body
lost, watching TV.
I´m networked, living a simulated reality
with intravenous drugs, and sweetened garbage.
In front of screens, I get excited with fakes
never take off the screens, beyond it exists only horror.
Out of here million cameras, are the eye of terror
trapped by screens, from the womb to the grave.
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12. |
Nuclear War.
04:25
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Nuclear war
started without warning
nuclear war
nobody heard the sirens sound.
Nuclear war, nuclear war.
Nuclear war
suddenly the sun went down
and on the horizon
the sky turned red like blood
Governments wanted
an effective deterrent
but when the war exploded
It unleashed the flames of hell.
Nuclear war, nuclear war.
The fire storm
everything devoured
all that macabre nightmare
will not stop in your head.
Nothing could stop
the devastating cloud
you will never ever
see the sunlight again.
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Reticulate Barcelona, Spain
Death Metal Grind, from Barcelona (Spain). First demo EP "The Undead" was self-produced in 2016. First album "Bloody Holidays" was recorded and produced in Moontower Studios (Barcelona) in 2018, and released by Coyote Records & Sevared Records. Both records has been illustrated by the artist John Quevedo Janssens. ... more
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