Torture Squad - Aequilibrium lyrics
Tracks 01. Generation Dead
02. Raise Your Horns 03. Holiday In Abu Ghraib 04. 174 05. Storms 06. Azazel 07. Black Sun 08. The Spirit Never Dies 10. The Unholy Spirit 2010 01. Generation Dead Music by Torture Squad Lyrics by Vitor Rodrigues
There's no shine in my eyes I've lost all emotions
Walking in this no man's land void of devotion I fight to find my peace of mind This war inside my head It makes me feel like I'm fucking dead I don't wanna be your hero I don't wanna save your world I don't wanna live in fear This is a good... This is a good day to die I feel my demons rising day after day I'm beckoned into the abyss, I'm falling away I cannot sleep, I cannot breath Haunted by this strife I did what I had to do to survive I saw a child in my dreams he quickly flees from us We don't stop the convoy. He's crushed and left in dust Sorry mom, sorry dad I hope you understand 'cause this Hell in my mind will never end I don't wanna be your hero I don't wanna save your world I don't wanna live in fear I did what I did to survive I don't wanna be your hero I don't wanna save your world I don't wanna live in fear This is a good ... This is a good day to die 02. Raise Your Horns Music by Torture Squad Lyrics by Vitor Rodrigues
Roaming the streets searching for something that's true
I hear the sound, tear up the ground Enter the wrecking crew Like an invasion of killer bees ready to attack Jump in the fire, I'm a live wire There's no way back Into the mosh pit dancing the groove hell Stage divers, crowd surfers Raise your fist and yell It's in my blood since I was born Raw energy inside of me Now you will feel my scorn Raise your horns Unleash demons now Raise your horns True religion, free religion Bang your heads, bash your brains Shouting, screaming Beneath the remains I don't care what you say about me and my friends Leave me alone, I'm bad to the bone You'll never understand Banging your head, feeling the sound blasting your body and soul Electric discharge raping your ears, bleeding about to blow Twisting and burning, your blood is boiling, merciless pounding in pain No way out to those who are fucking weak, I'm a banger! This is the moment to celebrate the life I'm free, trust me This is my way of life I practice what I preach and I try to win I don't care, mosh addiction Get fucking ready to... 03. Holiday In Abu Ghraib Music by Torture Squad Lyrics by Vitor Rodrigues
Listen to the screams of suffering and pain
Sadistic intent Prisoners are treated in an unholy way Physical torments Forced them to remain in stress positions Raw cruelty and vile conditions "No exceptions, violence is the rule" If you obey you're such a fool! Holiday in Abu Ghraib Bloody nights and restless days Military dogs are biting their backs Torture's in progress Like gamblers rolling the bones to decide Who'll be the next in line You go ahead with this kind of brutality 'Cause you're protected by a web of fallacies Never agree with this bullshit What a shame to your families Abu Ghraib torture Who is responsible for this legacy Of shame Politicians have their hands stained Blame Looking for scapegoats to their evil plans Under a superior command You don't give a fuck who you represent America Rest In Pain 04. 174 Music by Torture Squad Lyrics by Vitor Rodrigues
Rio, common day, another goddamn day
A delinquent hijacks a bus What should have been just a mere routine Turns out to be horror on TV Negotiations pass the hours While police surrounds the scene With a stupid tactless strategy Fear inside, there's no place to hide One's nightmare becomes our tragedy His mother, dead, stabbed in the back Revenge and grief in his head Living in the streets sniffing glue and cocaine Using amphetamines and smoking crack Terror that comes in the night Killing all his friends Once again he's in hell on earth Now in the bus victims are crying for God That gunman needs to be neutralized Living among thieves, drugs and prostitutes A son of poverty A survivor of a terrible crime The Candelária's tragedy Ladies and gentlemen welcome to our freak show Look at this crazy man, high and out of control Hostages under his gun There's no place to run A number you'll never ignore 174 "This is for real, the demon wants blood Everyone will fucking die, I'm driven by demons" I don't understand, he was given a bad end Dead in the police car Killed another victim, they also took a woman Shot by the same police, it is fucking bizarre Three bullets killed that teacher Live on TV for thousands to see Disastrous police action, thoughtless unplanned Now a question inside, is justice really blind? There's no place to hide from this sick war Fucking sick war At war 05. Storms Music by Torture Squad Lyrics by Vitor Rodrigues
Go!
Surviving, fighting in a world of lies. Torments are drawing near I'm still part of those lost days Is it despair or is it fear? These thoughts keep on grinding in my mind Trying to find a way To face this invisible threat But my time fades away... no! I'm another face in the crowd Looking for some peace of mind I listen to news of terror everyday "You are confined" Stories that I haven't heard so far Stories that I think are real So I try to understand Why fear has mass appeal? One... take a man without future and hope Two... force feed him hate and lies Three... raise the flag and play the requiem Four... serve him dead Dark thoughts screaming around They can't bring me down Nightmares haunt my future While the vultures tear a carrion Troubles are crossing, crossing my way You know it's hard to stand It's like a storm and we are marching on Now I am in command. I kill my prey... yeah! All right! Revolution... It's time to change I see it over my shoulder Troubles come and troubles go Under the endless gaze of the beholder I believe that all I need Lives inside my head Strong of mind, determination Nothing to declare I kill my prey Marching into the storm 06. Azazel Music by Torture Squad Lyrics by Vitor Rodrigues
Uh Azazel? unmerciful god from hell
Brings us now His evil black legions Desperate cries are reaching to the heavens No one can be saved He dominates all religions Demons proclaiming to the sky The arrival of the lord of the flies Close your eyes to the evil glare Hordes of hell will march at dawn. Beginning of the end, all hope is gone The human race is drowning in despair Uh Azazel? tyrannical king of hell Treads on us Feel? feel his impurity Dark eyes, void of light everywhere There's no escape We'll pay for all our sins We are leaving all hope behind Feeling his touch and there's no light Bodies are laying across the land The smell of death is everywhere Transforming this land into a pit of despair Azazel? is rising to command Azazel, the king of hell Bringing pain, our souls yell Leaving the earth in a dark cell Azazel, the king of hell Uh Azazel? in the image of decay Chosen to bring Torments, plagues and anguish Thy unholy plan, his conquest is done There's no life Under his dark sun In the face of millions the agony hurts and burns Through this age of demise The human race is drowned in flames, pestilence, pain and hate It's the last chapter of mankind Azazel, the king of hell Bringing pain, our souls yell Leaving the earth in a dark cell Azazel, master of living hell 07. Black Sun Music by Torture Squad Lyrics by Amílcar Christófaro
Are you afraid? Are you still afraid?
Or are you escaping from yourself? Dark can you feel it? Eclipse do you feel it right now? Can you take it for your whole life or not? When will it stop? How will your will control it? Leave it all and think about the right path No matter what. Burn incinerate the bad thoughts Expulse the inner thoughts that plague you Doubts and choices side by side Pulsing soul that never dies Keep your mind ablaze This is life and all is done Doubts and choices side by side Pulsing soul that never dies Keep your fucking mind ablaze Free to choose things are passing by The good... the evil are fighting in your mind Lose the fear in choosing what's right or wrong Facing the inner fear makes you... stronger Trying to kill the black sun No time to lose. Can't take this pain no more Dredging through the darkness to find sunrise Deep down inside. Seek that hidden inner pride Reflex aware return again There's no black sun No! 08. The Spirit Never Dies Music by Torture Squad Lyrics by Vitor Rodrigues
Part I - The Gods Of Blues Are Talking
Desolation in my soul Bad premonition. My life will change This is the way of the ancient spirits Walking among all these remains Survivor in this chaos Born to lose I live to win This is the way of the ancient spirits Walking among remains and oblivion Keep the soul strong while the water comes pouring down Cold hitting the ground The devastation has not taken all A true flame shines in the night In the eyes of these forsaking Heroes born to fight (Storm) It's bringing chaos to the crossroads Dragging down dreams and stories untold (Warriors) Bring the music back to our lives 'Cause the spirit never dies Part II - Under Voodoo Spells At the crossroads the jinx was born He opens the skies a fatal reminder Ghosts disappear, storm arises The monster becomes much stronger Voodoo in your mind Don't forget the past Parte III - Here Comes The Storm... Again! Die! Die! Die! The heavens are descending, crushing, tearing, ending... bringing us sorrow We start to Cry! Cry! Cry! Save our souls, spells and roots, praying to the... gods We're gonna Rise! Rise! Rise! Strong minds 'cause the spirit... never dies, rise! 10. The Unholy Spirit 2010
When the sky turns black without a trace of light
Panic starts to domain this strange night And I feel fire in my brain Try to save this land in vain Everything on earth is clear Hypocrites screaming: "Doomsday is here!" Look into my eyes... Your fate is to die! Reality's the unholy spell Listen to the final bell Reality's the unholy spell And this world's a living hell I see pain and suffering everyday Human beings in deep decay and misery It's hard to believe! Violence in first degree What can I say about peace in a world of pain? Where the population stands in disdain People dying by starvation... A land without salvation Reality's... A living hell So follow... My unholy spell! Superiors smashing any focus of resistance Using their habitual ignorance to kill This is the true ill! A world in flames, their deepest will Maximum violence is the only law Like a razor blade cutting so raw Look again to my eyes Now you're gonna die! |