1. |
War Under Stars
03:44
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Getting Lifted Up Again
Your Lascivious Plateau
Getting Lifted Up Again
Show Me, I Gotta Know
Left Ever Curious
Practice Delirious
Waiting To Take It Out Of Me
My Wild Tendency
Just Set It Free
Give In To Magnetism
I’ll Risk The Condemnation
To Get This Liberation
That’s Burning Inside Of Me
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2. |
Blind & Complacent
02:48
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I know the kings are filled with greed,
and possess all the control,
I know they damn the ones in need,
by utilizing bullshit loopholes.
Simply existing blind and complacent,
don’t earn enough money to get out of mom’s basement,
You feel stuck and down on your luck.
Making you feel ashamed,
But their the ones to blame for your fate,
Making you feel ashamed,
But they're the ones to blame for your state.
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3. |
In the Night
02:32
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Age is paired with expectations.
Mine is not a fool's reverie but a different perspective.
It’s the epitome of rejection.
Not of my downfall but of your missing reflection.
That world is terror visions in the night.
I’m taking the lead on this one. Self chosen path is right.
In due course all will come to light.
That world is terror visions in the night.
Can’t make me get in line. That makes me gray.
Now you're getting outta line. Risen above the fray.
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4. |
Fracture
03:34
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5. |
Inevitable Goodbyes
02:32
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The rest of us are here together
talking about the distant past,
reminiscing of a time we lost,
we never knew that it wouldn’t last.
Another one gone,
That’s why we’re singing this song.
A bunch of punks from Norwich City
one day became a part of our crew.
Ironclad comrade, what we had,
You could not break through.
We didn’t know it had to go,
We had no clue.
Look around and all you see is weathered faces of what used to be.
Every line is part a memory of me.
Being apart we could not foresee.
Another one gone,
That’s why we’re singing this song.
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6. |
Berta Lives
02:45
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Exaggerated fear of a caravan’s progression.
The Northern Triangle is a destination of oppression
deriving from this nation’s monetary obsession.
Crying invasion when they want to eat.
While you benefit from their defeat.
In La Esperanza life is stolen at night,
with Berta in their sights.
Assassination, greeds property,
strangulation under forced poverty.
Ascending to martyr as she died,
Fueling the fight to stay alive,
Empower all people to be free,
From injustice, And…
U.S. policy,
beneficiaries,
coup D'etat by the military.
Neo-liberal agenda
to be recolonized
by the Pentagon Republic.
Honduras unifies
against socioeconomic inequality's genocide.
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7. |
Scenery
03:09
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Losing ground ass I look around.
Deteriorations of our foundations.
Paths with bricks unturned
Mistakes not seen, not unlearned.
There was a man who lived so far away
Who's seen more of a scene then I live today.
He brought me back to a place I once forgot,
unpeeled my eyes to the loyals of support.
You cannot see
the scenery that’s laid before me.
Play into safety and bottled mediocrity.
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8. |
Interlude
00:39
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9. |
Propagande Par Le Fait
03:51
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Backed by the nation’s mercenaries,
slander so foul
presented as adversaries.
Writing inciting narrations,
inflammatory conversations.
Hate baiting planted trepidation,
sensationalized arbitration.
You see a kid who threw a rock into the window,
why don’t you take a look at history?
It’s their crushing of dissent you see,
meet the propaganda of the deed.
Meet the propaganda of the deed.
Trial of the thirty, the week of tragedy,
our May Day lies the truth of classic anarchy.
Ad-hoc action, strategic opposition,
groups of affinity, social munitions.
Bite the hand that bleeds you,
not the one that wants to feed you.
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Let the unraveling begin. Release the firing pin.
Even the white knights lie in modern feudalism
It’s not just Republicans who elude criticism.
No justice, no dualism, deception.
Disinformation, led astray,
Disinformation, led astray.
What’s the origin? Greed drives the sin.
Coming from within, half-truth publishing,
Logical fallacies are enticing,
corresponding, misdirecting substance.
We’ve ushered in a new world disorder
as if it’s always been.
We watch as the wolves cry wolf
with ad hominem.
We bathe in false dilemmas, balance exploitation.
The wrong sides picked you’ll never win.
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Sonorous Rising Waterford, Connecticut
Punk Band from Connecticut, United States.
MEMBERS:
❇️Stephanie
Sutera- Lead Vocals & Electric Ukulele
❇️Effa Pecoraro- Keyboards & Backup Vocals
❇️ OAV- Bass & Vocals
❇️Erik Larson- Drums & Backup Vocals
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