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Anti-Hero
04:26
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Another day, another dark sun warmed my face, turning off my voice
I hate that gaze destructive,
breaking into pieces and restoring my soul.
Reminding you that you are imprisoned between
false smiles across this business called life.
Revulsion in words launched against 15 years of fears and complex.
What remains when there are no beats?
And there is no other chance than accept the truth of your home fading your soul again.
Rage ! Hate! Fear! Usual rarities modulates you in anti-hero
There is no rage in the hate because fear is necessary to continue life in that dead place of anti-heros.
I am a fucking human, let me be who I am.
Maybe i'm in the wrong side of heaven( no exist)
Or maybe i’m in the [ burned fucking hell]
No matter ,time has succumbed to its sand.
Why don't understand?
I'm from another space.
I'm unprotected but i'll
continue moving by
HEART
Nothing matters except that you move.
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2. |
Boost
03:10
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Is this what you call freedom? Bullshit! Leave me alone!
Open your eye
and destroy your form one more time
Release me! Are you who’s there?
Answer me or get out of my mind.
Lions sleep within your chest.
I think , which will you feed, my friend?
(CHORUS)
I can hear my voice (that) tells me that it breaks (the) night lock in a scream
Drowning Everything
Human, how you explain (that) i’m above you and your blindness?
It’s a boost that toward the awareness
Disconnect! Your blindfold has fallen by order. It's not real. YES. No. Look at me, now i'ts time to wake up!
(chorus)
I'm not slave!
(chorus)
Go big or go home!
(another chorus)
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3. |
Arm Yourself
05:00
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Observing each movement,each word that
I spit on the smoke that we breathe.
(Chorus)
Judged by people who were killed on the road without dreams.
Now are relentless hangmen,
destroying each head (that) isn’t kneeling.
Psycho-social torture until the end of the days
and the bitterness in the veins.
Spiritual mutilation.
You are just a tab without value.
(chorus)
Arm yourself. It deals openly your chains and tie the chains around his neck.
You can only leave alive if you answer me right now;
What?
You won’t be the killer of my pain
You won’t be the killer of my pain
Find out who you are and
helps to unleash to those
(who) cannot do it alone
It’s time to break the insane judgment
of this society and decrypt the universal gene.
Observing each movement,each word that I spit on the smoke they can breathe.
No longer matters to me. I have freed of that shit, I can say that...
This is the game of check!
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