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UNDERGROUND NOISE COMPILATION VOL I

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RIPPING GREED Fear in the streets, killing to live inside this fucking ruin Calamity strikes, massive assaults to take last reserves Panic is breaking the ties of trust Now your own brother is shooting your back Piles of corpses, deal with the chaos provoked by your bosses State of alarm, children is crying under terror attack Merciless murders to steal ammunition Try to obviate the screams in the alleys Violent intrusion, criminal class walking out of prison Global phobia, now past life is only an utopia Buildings are falling under a burning sun There is no hope for this shattered world Death realms buried by ripping greed Eternal peace as I watch all go down I’m hiding within all this confusion Seeing my past life like only an illusion Laws, are forgotten in the past Fear, crawling up your spine Death, spreading like a black fog Hope, extinguished in this city of sin from Worms Demo (2013), released 16 March 2013
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Se consciente de cada impulso, tu vida cualquier día se acabará! Ya no habrá tiempo alguno para pensar en lo que fuiste, y, arrepentido y muerto, te esfumarás en mil recuerdos. Avanza sin miedo alguno en vez de quedarte pensando en lo que hacer, levantar cabeza y aceptar que este cuento de hadas tiene su final. Tu vida cualquier día se acabará! Ya no habrá tiempo alguno para pensar en lo que fuiste, y, arrepentido y muerto, te esfumarás en mil recuerdos. Y en mil recuerdos, en mil recuerdos, oh. Morir, i rememorar tiempos que quedaron atrás, dejando un regusto amargo en nuestras vidas. Ellos te recordarán, y en sus corazones estarás, su alma llena de gloria prevalecerá. Oh! Puaj! Y aguantar hasta el final! Resistir, padecer, y aguantar las ostias que nos den. Aguantar hasta el final, hasta el final! No siempre se es feliz, difícil el camino que has de elegir, Y decidir con quien estás, y contra quién. Aguantar, padecer, resistir las ostias que nos den. Y decidir con quien estás, y contra quién. Y contra quién!
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FAGUS SYLVATICA Vault of beeches in autumn, The thunder, the loneliness and the great silence … Golden sparkles and deep valleys, The creek, the sadness and the howling of the decadent Sun … Wound dries, cold winter… and the great silence… The beechwoods that possess the atmosphere, The man, the death and the howling of the Decadent sun … Tragedies above the smokewaters, Beyond the red fields of pain... We don’t fear the cold scythe of time... Because the wounds are now black and deep… Our cold heart burns Children of the beechtree... At Fagu’s coronation… Our clear voice sounds Sounds like a hymn to Bathory… That our cold heart suffers…
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En un lugar de mi interior Deseo que no fuera cierto Lo que ocurrió que me marcó No sé cómo dar marcha atrás Deseo que retroceder Pudiera ser posible al menos Para paliar esta visión Del día en que no pude más Libérame de este final Quiero parar el tiempo En un rincón tendido está El cuerpo sin vida que veo Suena un reloj mi maldición El último segundo se fue ¿Habrá algún Dios? ¿Será un error? ¿Quien dijo que era justo el deseo? Me arrepentí sin vuelta atrás Camino sin retorno al Edén Libérame de este final Quiero parar el tiempo Quisiera estar un segundo atrás Forzar las manijas que marcan Poder ahogar el paso de Mi firme enemigo que avanza No me empujó solo anunció El día en que todo acabó No hay solución me condenó Inexorable es mi ejecutor Libérame de este final Quiero parar el tiempo
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ome with the dark all the elements floating in the stars. Soon, in the land, receiving all connections with your eyes. Surely comes, surely comes... Far away in the deep space we capture lost signals. Remains of the Background Noise, which may our six senses perceive. Born in this sand I point my arms to the sky. Turns me apart and put computers on standby. Surely comes, surely comes... Tearing every tear of frustration, perennially working on finding the Hidden. And my hands are open to uncertainty carry on searching for the answer. Painting the outside with black and eyelids narrowed inside faint echoes of something that will never come define what's expected, almost eternal, to know. I cling furiously to think that she turned to me. And her dark side It gives us a breath of quiet. Connections are disabled... Moon is there in the sky... Crowning the top of the center hill I focus my lost gaze to infinity. Periodically bits of hope come back in the form of words resulting from the advance...
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- SUCK MY SOUL - I HAVE REACHED THE END OF MY TRIP THE PAIN THAT I FEEL IS SO DEEP TEARS REMAINS AFTER I HAVE GONE NO CRYING FOR TIMES TO COME SELFISH CREATURE AND PATHETIC LIAR SUCK MY SOUL THINGS CHANGES WHEN THERE'S NO NEED TO SURVIVE I WAS THE ONLY ONE, FORGIVE MY PRIDE WITH EVERY BREATH I SEE MY GOOD-BYE DEVILS AND ANGELS SMILE SELFISH CREATURE AND PATHETIC LIAR SUCK MY SOUL I'VE LOST MY NAME, MY FACE, FUCK YOU SUCK MY SOUL, SUCK MY SOUL, FUCK MY OWN SELFISH CREATURE AND PATHETIC LIAR SUCK MY SOUL SUCK MY SOUL
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Have you seen what lurks in the dark? what creeps across the soil? those motherfuckers should not exist one bite and you are out cut their goddamn rainforests and nuke them all for good reptile fuckers won't give a shit because Rome was built in one day burnt and sacked during one night and the party never stopped the emperor Caligula shall rise bearing the banner of the deceased every patrician will be impaled all hail the Reich of a thousand years as we all hide in the mountains waiting for the gods... to return the same ones who fucked female apes thousands of years ago... bored and horny stranded travelers who ended up sodomizing each other annihilating local flora and fauna creating the best species of the earth kings and queens living in castles princesses raping toads for some reward a single jackass can become the center of the universe throwing feces at all of us while we live in fairy tales but it's never enough realizing nothing matters, does not matter the only true religion we can embrace is the almighty booze and the wet cunt
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DEAR DOCTOR I’M CONSTANTLY MANIC, MY FEARS GROW ALL I SEE IN ME IS DISHARMONY IGNORANTS IN A PATHETIC SHOW SATISFACTIONS NOT REALIZED LOSS OF CONNECTION WITH REAL LIFE USELESS BIRTH OF DESTRUCTIVE EMOTIONS GUIDED BY A SUBJECTIVE VIEW WHERE EXISTENCE IS DOOMED “NO MEDICATION, SOLEMN BATH OF DISTRESSING FRUSTRATION” HOPELESS ALL THE WASTED TIME, WAITING IN VAIN READY TO PREDICT THE PAIN BEFORE IT RAINS MIRROR LIKE AN ENEMY DEMONS AWAKENING, UNLEASHED WITHOUT CONTROL USELESS BIRTH OF DESTRUCTIVE EMOTIONS DEEP PAIN ADDICTION AWAITS FOR MY DISINTEGRATION ENEMY OF THE SUN MOCKED BY FATE SOWING HATE THIS JAIL IS TIGHT... THE BEAST OF MY ENTRAILS HAS GROWN CLOUDS DRAWN IN A CLEAN SKY NO RELIEF FOR THE ONES WHO LEFT THE FIGHT BEHIND DARKNESS DISTORTING VISION CHAOS, A PROMISE ABOVE PERSEVERANCE DAMN THE LIGHT, LIVING LIFE WITH A DARK BURDEN BATHED BY THE MOON THE BEGINNING OR THE END IS NOW SO TAKE PART OR FADE AWAY! MAKE HASTE OR FADE AWAY
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The sun is burning out The stars are burning out It's all running down There’s plenty of time For hope to breathe Once you’ve started to drown It’s the only thing at life that’s certain That everything is running Running towards its end It all dies
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She was just a widow – Who lived in torment there Her later son was dead – Nobody cared! Nobody dared! A man on a mission – Down to Eel Marsh House But a woman in black – Still showed on forever Perched on the far end – Of a long perilous causeway Stretching across a tidal plain – Driving straight to Hell Surrounded by marshes, folded by sea mist But a woman in black – Still showed on forever Doom end of a carriage – Screams from the deepest fear Surrounded by marshes, folded by sea mist See her face – Feel the pain Deepest fear – Burning birth The whole world is gonna know Gonna know what’s dead Gonna know the gloomy way, yeah...
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There once was a light inside the night You could hear the cry of a damned child Gazing the stars for a trace of an answer A trace of a word to stand up and fight And you could feel his wrath It knew why he was crying again You could glance it in his eyes The fire and the desire of avenge Oooh, let the lightning Oooh, be his guide While searching for the meaning of his life Now you can see no light inside his heart His cry was shut by insanity's hand Even knowing this could be his end He could not find, yet, a reason to care And now, this river is your silent witness While that rope is tied to your neck And why, besides your own soul, You still find no reason to regret? Oh! But in his mind The nights become much longer! Oh! Yet he knows he will fall While in this day he's only one step far from hell Oooh, let the lightning Oooh, be my guide Searching in my dreams for a place to go and die A whispering voice, a nightmare now swollen by his fears became alive And so it shouted and pressed on his back By the time a pray came to his mind: Being one with the rain Being freed from life without a trace of pain Oooh, let the river Take my last breath of life Oooh, and let the rain Help out my last tear of love Still searching for the meaning of my life
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UN DOCUMENTO MUSICAL SOBRE LA ESCENA UNDERGROUND DEL ESTADO ESPAÑOL DEL AÑO 2013.
Esta iniciativa surge de la inquietud de dar a conocer bandas que habitan la llamada escena underground de el estado español y que merecen ser apoyadas y difundidas por colectivos y plataformas como UNDERGROUND NOISE para que su duro trabajo sea mas reconocido por el publico¡¡¡¡APOYA TU ESCENA ¡¡¡SUPORT YOUR LOCAL BANDS

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released January 16, 2014

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