Sepultura
Album • 1993
Forgive me Father, forgive me God I know I′ve sinned with no remorse Apocalyptic visions went through my head Here today, gone tomorrow It's all insane I′m feeling sick, I'm feeling numb The storm will come In the name of God, I'm the chosen one Terror raids the land To ashes we′ll be sent In the name of God Lives cast away Martyrdom of myself Armageddon comes In the name of God Not one more dead Fire blasting, cutting edge Children burn in flames In the name of God We′re going insane Let us die You don't realize This is the time God′s sacrifice Leaving behind Lesson in hate In the name of God We're all dead Burn!
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Why don′t you get a life and grow up? Why don't you realize that you′re fucked up? Why criticize what you don't understand? Why change my words? You're so afraid You think you have the right to put me down Propaganda hides your scum Face to face, you don′t have a word to say You got in my way, now you′ll have to pay Don't, don′t believe what you see Don't, don′t believe what you read No! I know my ways, I'm here to stay I didn′t start all this yesterday I'll prove you wrong all the way Life teaches me you're always alone Don′t, don′t believe what you see Don't, don′t believe what you read No!
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025
Travelling through the time Moving slowly in the sand Knowledge is the weapon Against the hunger in the land Solitude met herself Lessons from the primal step Memories from an ending life Liars can′t stop the tribes Nomad Nomad Nomad Nomad Brother is the son of rape The blood that once unites Wanna choose the way they die Look inside their minds Echoes in the... Actual tribe no longer sounds The ancient teachings failed Movement of my culture My beliefs have no more tales Who are you to criticize? To judge and burn the tribes? The world will be extinct And your flesh will rot with mine Nomad Nomad Nomad Nomad Nomad
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025
We who are not as others We who are not as others We who are not as others We who are not as others We who are not as others We who are not as others We who are not as others We who are not as others
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025
Friday, October 2nd, 1992 Chaos has descended in "Carandiru", the biggest penitentiary complex in South America Over a hundred inmates dead and hundreds injured on the massacre The police arrived with helicopters and over two hundred armed forces They took the jailblock called "Pavilhão Nove" And opened fire on the inmates in a holocaust method of annihilation The government of the city of São Paulo cannot control the brutality of its police Holocaust Body piles Confrontation Mutilation Discipline Ignorance Conflagration Torture Over eighty percent of the inmates were not sentenced yet The bodies were filled with bullets and bites from the police dogs The police try to hide the massacre saying there were only eight deaths The violence of Brazilian cops is very well known outside Brazil This kind of extermination is a method that they use to get rid of the overpopulation in the jails The violence of the cops left the whole pavilion destroyed after the rebellion "Pavilhão Nove"
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025
We went into town on the Tuesday night Searching all the places that you hang about We′re looking for you In the back street cellar, in the drinking clubs In the discotheques and the gaming pubs We're looking for you You will pay the price for my own sweet brother And what he has become And a hundred other boys and girls And all that you have done We picked up the trail at the Seven Crowns One of your cronies, he was doing your rounds We followed him Just a silhouette figure up market pass Where the headlamps shine on the broken glass We followed him Over the bridge by the old canal Where the shadows dance on the lighted wall He stopped to light up a cigarette And we dived into a doorway No police, no summons, no courts of law (no, no, no, no) No proper procedure, no rules of war (no, no, no, no) No mitigating circumstance (no, no, no, no) No lawyer′s fee, no second chance (no, no, no, no) There are lasses getting trouble on their own home beat There are old folk battered in the open street In this city of ours There are eyes that see but say nothing at all There are ears that hear but they don't recall In this city of ours So we followed your man back to your front door And we're waiting for you outside ′Cause not everybody here is scared of you Not everybody passes on the other side No police, no summons, no courts of law (no, no, no, no) No proper procedure, no rules of war (no, no, no, no) No mitigating circumstance (no, no, no, no) No lawyer′s fee, no second chance (no, no, no, no) And we could spend our whole lives waiting for some thunderbolt to come And we could spend our whole lives waiting for some justice to be done Unless we make our own Oh, no police, no summons, no courts of law (no, no, no, no) No proper procedure, no rules of war (no, no, no, no) No mitigating circumstance (no, no, no, no) No lawyer's fee, no second chance (no, no, no, no)
Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 08, 2025
Pain makes me stronger Every day Life is chaos You gotta deal with it Expressing my aggression Through confusion Face reality Nothing is like it used to be Don′t tell me, I don't know You don′t live in my war Revolt and anger I won't take it anymore Don't get me wrong - You don′t know where I′m from Don't get me wrong - You don′t know where I've been Don′t get me wrong - It's been a painful way Don′t get me wrong - You wouldn't understand Soul, mind, fist Soul, mind, fist Soul, mind, fist Soul, mind, fist
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025
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