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Inhuman Greed
03:54
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Squashed! Choke the verminous to synthetize
Memories expunged to reshape the past
Entertainment to benumb the masses
The more you want to take
The more you want to need
The more you want to strive
The more you going to bleed
Harmless make-believe or reality
Biting off much more than you could ever chew
Rejoicing with attachments you want to ensure
And I ask myself why are we like this?
Harmless make-believe or reality
Biting off much more than you could ever chew
Rejoicing with attachments you want to ensure
Squashed! Choke the verminous to synthetize
Memories expunged to reshape the past
Entertainment to benumb the masses
The more you want to take
The more you want to need
The more you want to strive
The more you going to bleed
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Feed the Pigs
02:55
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Feed the pigs and pay your taxes
Another bank is getting rescued
Wake up to another day
Smile for this injection
Feed them more
Feed them more
Watch the millions flying out
This is thievery in front of you
Feed Feed Feed
And Feed them more
Feed them more
Yesterday a young man had a heart attack
He was taken to the hospital
but there were no doctors
They were on strike
And now he is dead
Feed them more
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3. |
Slavery Ways
03:06
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Slavery remains a reality
The painful way that you are used to
There is no escape, you have to feed the family
Raise your kids and feed the slave cycle
Twelve, thirteen, sixteen, eighteen hours of hard work
Don’t even sleep but have to do more and more
You are now weak, pale and hungry
Tolerate the abusive boss
Always complaining without compassion
He is your overseer
Making you work more more more
Work and don't complain
After all your dedication, work more
Work and don't complain
You are just a slave
These are the new ways of slavery
Tolerate the abusive boss.
Always complaining without compassion.
He is your overseer
Making you work more more more
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4. |
Whispering Rage
03:10
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It's all upside down
The fallen are leaders
A realm In decay
The laws are receding
The urging of nightmares
Polluting the air
Our calls for hope
Just lead to despair
Fall down
Angels burning
Playing false anxiety
Rise up whispering rage
Playing rough
To turn the page
They needed to lie
To reach the truth
Inside reality
Overcoming our youth
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Unsocial Network
03:40
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"Social Network: An online community of
people with a common interest who use
a website or other technologies to
communicate with each other and share
information and resources"
Intellectuals of the sofa
Thinkers of the home comfort
Social philosophers, immaculate people
Always complaining of everything
But they do nothing
They are all fake
They are all futile
They are all plastic
They are what we see in this
Social networks
It's the place where the scum become a saint
And the envious is pure of thoughts
Where the whores are virgin
And everybody is decent
The friends have an expiration date
And the relations are disposable
It's all unreal, fake and temporary
In this social network world
Look the selfie-takers smiling for the cam
Letting pass the real world around
Just recording their own death
Cerebral death, Living for the cam
And smiling for the appearance
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6. |
Clouds of Fear
03:25
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Clouds of fear and pain created
Created by those pigs
That's only rain above the innocent
Flooding nobody's place
Rain of interests and evil strategies
Rain of despair
This chess is all dark
And all the pieces are on the side
You can run you can hide
There's no place for you
The forgotten have to die
And their blood will be the fuel
Fuel for the demon to rise
And kill you once again
Clouds of fear and pain created
Created by those pigs
That's only rain above the innocent
Flooding nobody's place
Rain of interests and evil strategies
Rain of despair
The rain falls
The forgotten die
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7. |
The Rage is Coming
02:53
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You can't run
You're enchained inside your own mind
All your acts, all your thoughts, will chase
Chasing you in every step
There is no escape the rage is coming
Open your eyes, see what you did
All your treachery will be dragged back
The fate exists and yours is dark
Make your prays for a merciful end
You can run but she will follow you
You can hide but she will find you
There is no escape for all your sins
There is no escape your fate is coming
The rage is coming
Watch out
The rage is coming
Lay down and give up
Let the pain get inside your heart
The rage is coming
Watch out
The rage is coming
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8. |
LCTS
03:03
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I feel the hatred burning my soul
Now that the dead have taken control
They'll never stop telling lies
Ruling the Earth and taking over the skies
Liars! Cheaters!
Thieves! Sinners!
You laugh while others cry
And I am condemned to die!
Liars! Cheaters!
Thieves! Sinners!
My rage is killing me deep inside
But this hell I cannot abide
Trapped inside a mystic force of doom
As I descend into a deep state of gloom
Liars! Cheaters!
Thieves! Sinners!
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Thoughts
Not so much difficult to supervise
Victimized
A whole network to share your cries
Fear, a powerful tool for interiorize
Identity is just a character to customize
Machine processed identity
Tailored me
Machine processed identity
Super exposure of one's privacy
You may be asking to be deceived
Super exposure of one's privacy
To ingest the sickness of society
The difference between displays
Are those frustrations that I wish to erase
The difference between displays
Are just Frustrations to undertake
Thoughts
Not so much difficult to supervise
Victimized
A whole network to share your cries
Machine processed identity
Tailored me
Machine processed identity
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10. |
Portugal the Torch
03:36
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Look around
The fire is getting closer
Look around
They aren't coming to save you
Look around
You only see their panic
Look around
You only see despair
The work of a lifetime
Getting burned down
Turned into ashes
Portugal the torch
With a fire fed by the tears of innocents
Lives burned by the fire of ineptitude
Now look to the sky, it's all blackened
Darkened by the state that must protect you
Portugal the torch
A state that doesn't protect their owns
You are on your own
Portugal the torch
There's no guilt for mistakes reaping lives
114 was the number of the deaths
Portugal the torch
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RAGEFUL Lisbon, Portugal
We are a Death Metal band from Lisbon (Portugal), initially formed in 2011, under the name "WALL OF
DEATH".
Later in 2016, yet due to that line-up changes, and also because of some musical changes, we decided to change our name to "RAGEFUL", marking the beginning of a new era, and of a more mature sonority.
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