MASACRE LYRICS

1. La Guerra

Vivir morir clamando paz a gritos, gritos
Violencia con sadismo
Campesinos mutilados, masacrados
Humillados al temor sobre un oscuro
Estado falso
Pobreza violencia
Sanando nuestras heridas de guerra

Muerte guerra, muerte guerra
Muerte guerra, muerte guerra

Gobernantes podridos sus huellas imborrables
En mi carne ya nunca dejaran de sangrar
Activistas campesinos en busca de la paz

"La guerra es la derrota de nuestra democracia
Cansada esperanza de paz
Sepultada en sus putas leyes
Leyes burócratas burguesas
Falsas dominantes para un pueblo
Solo humillado nunca preparado
Alistados para la guerra"

Muerte guerra, guerra
Soñamos la paz
Anhelando vivir en calma
Entregando nuestro hijos al terror
Muerte maldad
Guerra destrucción muerte guerra
Falsas dominantes por un pueblo masacrado

Muerte guerra, muerte guerra
Muerte guerra, muerte guerra

Gobernantes podridos sus huellas imborrables
En mi carne ya nunca dejaran de sangrar
Activistas campesinos en busca de la paz

[Guitar solo]

Muerte guerra, muerte guerra

2. Mutilated

Did not you how many children
exploded with your bullets.
Countless orphans and mutilated men
with your stupid policy.
Revolution how many of us
have been massacred
by your laws, Colombia kneels.
We are the people trapped in the middle
of this war, Colombia kneels.
We are the ones that pay and suffer for peace.
We are to live false laws, laws
suffer for peace, massacre, laws
government liars, democracy, laws.

We long to live in harmony
while supporting this glorious war.
We are the people adding to the death toll.

Mutilated men die by your laws.
Mutilated men die by your fucking laws.
Times of war, glorious death

Times of war, glorious death
Death... Death

[Guitar solo]

Mutilated men die by your laws.
Mutilated men die by your fucking laws.
Did not you how many children
exploded with your bullets.
Countless orphans and mutilated men
with your stupid policy.
Revolution how many of us
have been massacred
by your laws, Colombia kneels.
We are the people trapped in the middle
of this war, Colombia kneels.
We are the ones that pay and suffer for peace.
We are to live false laws, laws
suffer for peace, massacre, laws.

3. Bullets

Illusions of peace promised
while they make fortunes of lies and peace.
Their power, their richness.
Full pockets, government for a few.
To be born, to be crying
suffer, watch them die.
Cry for peace, I get mad
I get blind, no more pain.
Echoes of bullets sound
deep marks now leave their scars.
In my flesh mind and soul.
People scarified
their bodies exploding.
Cries and pain
they hunt, they kill, they die.
Clean my eyes from the pain
while the flesh confronts this fate with rage.
Tears that fall on the ground
getting wet, getting red.
Dead bodies are covered
by the ground that got red.
Illusions of peace promised
while they make fortunes of lies and peace.
Their power, richness

Bullets, evil bullets
Bullets, Satan bullets
Bulltes, evil bullets

War grows every day,
men kill their brothers.
Fear, they run, they flee
Hell before my eyes

Fear, disappear
Bullets, reappear
Hunger becomes real
Heaven burnt in this hell

[Guitar solo]

Those who kept silent
Those who tell lies
Those who survived
Those who have died!!!

Illusions of peace promised
while they make fortunes of lies and peace
Their power, their richness
Full pockets, government for a few
to be born, to be crying
suffer, watch them die
Cry for peace, I get mad
I get blind, no more pain
Echoes of bullets sound
deep marks now leave their scars.

Bullets, evil bullets
Bullets, Satan bullets
Bulltes, evil bullets
Bullets, fucking bullets

4. War In Hell

These fields of blood where cries and pain
destroy my soul, this taste of death
This touch of fears nowhere to go
This smell of war, this sight of hate
Tyrant power, fragile justice
Certain glory, people suffocated
Certain glory, people suffocated
These fields of blood where cries and pain
destroy my soul, this taste of death

They are coming, masqueraded
They are commanding, they are imposing
They have their law, they have their truth
They bleed to death, fucking country

War in hell, tyrant power
War in hell, fragile justice
War in hell, tyrant power
War in hell, fragile justice

They are coming, masqueraded
They are commanding, they are imposing
They have their law, they have their truth
They bleed to death, fucking country

War they kill them on the ground
In front of their own sons, blood
War in hell, tyrant power
War in hell, fragile justice
War in hell, tyrant power
War in hell, fragile justice

[Guitar solo]

These fields of blood where cries and pain
destroy my soul, this taste of death
This touch of fears nowhere to go
This smell of war, this sight of hate
Tyrant power, fragile justice
Certain glory, people suffocated
Certain glory, people suffocated
They are coming, masqueraded
They are commanding, they are imposing
They have their law, they have their truth
They bleed to death, fucking country

War they kill them on the ground
In front of their own sons, blood
War in hell, tyrant power
War in hell, fragile justice
War in hell, tyrant power
War in hell, fragile justice

5. Donde Habita El Mal

Juraste encontrar paz
dejando huellas de sangre
Herederos de violencia
vengando muerte de padres
Rompiendo el dolor
Crudeza agota el camino
Oscuridad del hombre
Matando unos a otros
Sobre un paisaje negro
de cruces donde la tierra
Recibe sus semillas
Renace la muerte

Madre tierra abre tus fosas
de nuevo a la masacre
Anciana decadente
Bastarda ley humana
Gritos, llantos y balas
Sonidos de guerra
No conozco la paz
Guerra e impunidad
Frío clima de muerte
Infame realidad

Gritos, llantos penosa angustia
Dolor sin esperanzas
mi salvación ahora es morir

[Guitar solo]

Patria enloquecida, macabra
somos victimas paridas
Todo lo que queda esta putiada

Anciana decadente
Bastarda ley humana
Gritos, llantos y balas
Sonidos de guerra
No conozco la paz
Guerra e impunidad
Frío clima de muerte
Infame realidad

Madre tierra abre tus fosas
de nuevo a la masacre
Llenos de dolor y rabia
Masacre realidad
Desolado campos de sangre
Gritos cansados de llanto
Colombia abatida y sufrida
Sobrevives al tiempo
La maldad del hombre
y su frío clima de la muerte

Gritos, llantos penosa angustia
Dolor sin esperanza
mi salvación ahora es morir
Patria enloquecida macabra
Somos victimas paridas
Todo lo que queda esta putiada

6. Satanic Peace Agreement

Satanic peace
Merchants of peace
Death solitude
Hidden in the dark
Where muted voice deafens
And cries cover with blood
Muted faces, mutilated at war
Young men for this conflict
Satanic peace agreement
Plan for falsehood
Victims, cirme
Genocide, death
Insane country deceived
False laws, impunity
Blood of violent victims, defeated
Bitter gulp of coffee
Tastes like cocaine
Peace of mafias mocks at my back
Defeating our people
Death sums up in the deeps of earth
Sowing bullets for its harvest of war

Rivers go on flooding while
Wind strikes desert countries
With the whistle of fear
Pale faces of men
seem to be trapped
in hell of being alive
In the middle of death.
Satanic peace agreement

[Guitar solo]

Rivers go on flooding while
Wind strikes desert countries
With the whistle of fear
Pale faces of men
seem to be trapped
in hell of being alive
In the middle of death.
Satanic peace

Merchants of peace
Death solitude
Hidden in the dark
Where muted voice deafens
And cries cover with blood
Muted faces, mutilated at war
Young men for this conflict
Satanic peace agreement

7. Reality Death

Nothing in our fields
Rubbish in the cities
Poverty, misery
Religions and politics
Fuck you mafias
Fuck you morality
Fuck you hypocrisy
This fucking truth
People suffer the worst tragedy
Poverty in extreme conditions

Frustated and miserable government
Absurd laws of lies
Screams of latin pain
Of corrupted reality
Tragedy of cries and impunity
Fields devoured by fear
Bullets have shut up people
This country dances upon death
New silence the echoes

Reality death, reality death
Reality death, death

Tired without tears
Desperated void of three coloured
Wraps up flesh till dismemberment
This is a perverse truth

[Guitar solo]

This is a perverse truth
A painful reality
State of drugs and death
Of bullets, cries and blood
Dead bodies, more dead bodies
Shots in the air
People disappeared, impunity, die
All in the list, massacres, die, die

Nothing in our fields
Rubbish in the cities
Poverty, misery
Religions and politics
Fuck you mafias
Fuck you morality
Fuck you hypocrisy
This fucking truth
People suffer the worst tragedy
Poverty in extreme conditions

[Guitar solo]

Reality death, reality death
Reality death, death

8. The Calm Before The Storm

[Instrumental]

9. Valle De La Muerte

Angustia, tormento
Momento, silencio
Vacio, infierno
Condena mi guerra
Nacidos en el valle de la muerte
Donde tienes un doliente
Balas, ecos en sus cuerpos
Callaron la paz y la igualdad
Angustia tormento
Momento, silencio
Vacio infierno
Condena mi guerra
Ecos, balas, gritos
Demencia sin sentido, masacre
Armas reventando el silencio
Hombre fusilados, masacrados
Con odio

Ahora corre por los ríos su sangre de
un pueblo fantasma
Éxodo en los campos, desgracia
Pobreza, miseria en las ciudades

Ahora corre por los ríos la sangre de
pueblos fantasmas
Éxodo, desgracia en los campos
Pobreza, miseria en las ciudades
Ratas humanas apestas
Mienten, engañas, no educas
Solo muerte, guerra en los pueblos
Cementerios, infierno de los cerdos
Angustia, tormento
Momento, silencio
Vacio, infierno
Condena mi guerra
Nacidos en el valle de la muerte
Donde tienes un doliente
Balas, ecos en sus cuerpos
paz, igualdad

Ecos, balas, gritos
Demencia sin sentido, masacre
matanzas
Armas reventando el silencio
De hombres fusilados, masacrados

[Guitar solo]
Vida, terror, gritos

Ecos, balas, odio, terror







MASACRE LYRICS