THE FLAMES WILL BURN US (Las llamas nos quemaran)
Strength and courage
There's not failure without battle
You pronounce the defeat comfortable in your cage
Distracted, anesthetized with your words
you live in this shit not trying to explode it
Voluntary servant, satisfied slave.
Your reasons are excuses, your ego burns
Inoffensive masked ideas in radical speeches
mainstreamed trends
Critical and clear in your sofa, coward when its time to act
Break expectations in your way
bring us gasoline, we'll dance among fire
The flames will burn us
Risk, wounds and pain. Cruel defeat, humiliation, cops
always fear, alone, shadows, jail. Compromise in choice
NOISE OF THE SYSTEM (Ruido de sistema)
Fear of kaos, terror from passion, tied to a refuge,
avoiding the cyclone
Noise of the system until pains doorstep
Noise of the system until losing control
The rhythm of descomposition
UPROOTED (desarraigo)
Feel the instic that..s inside you
Run, destroy, blow it up, we have to break
Hatred and fury arm you against this world of idiots
Learn and build your weapons, the alternative is in your head
The man slave of his own power
The earth is dying, she cries again
Your life going down with her, uprooted and unearthed
Destroy
UNTIL EVERYTHING BLOWS UP (Hasta que todo estalle)
Insolated, governable, controlled, confusible,
degraded, guilty, destroyed, useless
Reducible, trained, responsable, weakenable, comfortable,
hopefull, gullible, frustrated
The way is not easy, wishing everything would blow up
NOISE FOR THE ACTION (Ruido para la accion)
Blood boils, the kids dance, bodies surfing
Hopeless party to the rhythm of pain
Noise for the action
Life is a crime that you have to confront
Wake up kid
Take out the hate, intensity overflows
We are going to explode.
Noise for the action
TO THIS ETERN WINTER (A este eterno invierno)
You don't appreciate life, you are spitting out frustration
You suffer senselessly, your heart is craching
You can..t find anything, everything is rotten,
absurd defeat, stricken spirit
A sad look pointing towards the ground
The routine condemns you to this eternal winter
UNITE MOTHERFUCKERS (UHP)
With the Columna Durruti in the front of Aragon,
in the vanguard of revolution
Uncontrolable people of december in the line of the Ebro
Libertarian communism
Insurgents of October from Oviedo to Gijon
Unite Motherfuckers
With La Columna de Hierro in the lands of Levante
courage in combat, Class War UHP
Harry Walker and Euskalduna, from Numax or Ascon
Let's rise up against explotation
Power for the assembly, March 3rd in Gasteiz
The bells toll for death
Class War. UHP
Sounds like the noise of battle (Suena a ruido de batalla)
I'm a Molotov cocktail, a stone with eyes
I'm a knife's edge, screws against the bosses
Devil's slingshot, I'm hate in my knuckles
Broken glass, garbage burning
Overturned cars, cops running
Everything is dirty, everything is impious
Sounds like the noise of battle
Another song for revolt (Otra cancion a la revuelta)
Another song for revolt. Another radical pose
Another anarcothrash piece of shit. More screams from a retard
What are you waiting for? I only think about exploding
What are you waiting for? Liquidate this society
Another song for revolt. Another one turned bourgeois
Another radical imbecile. Another daddy's boy
You've got it all. What are you complaining about?
There's plenty of work, more than enough goods
You've got it all. What are you complaining about?
Another song for revolt. Another martyr for the cause
Another embittered soul. Another hero in a grave
What are you waiting for? I only think about exploding
What are you waiting for? Liquidate this society
Fuck Cars
Hauling ass through the city
Cars and motorcycles won't catch me
I escape the authorities with skill
Old people ask me "Where the hell are you going?"
My bike, my legs, I yell back at them "Fuck cars"
Agile on my bike, they won't knock me down
They won't catch me
I get together with friends to cork
Traffic on the busy streets
Horns and insults won't intimidate us
Fuck you if you're late to where you're going
The bikes, the legs. Guerrilla Biker
A cop reprimands you - keep riding kid-
I look at him, insult him and yell "fuck cars"
You won't catch me!
We will win the hand (ganaremos la partida)
I won't forget your complicity
We'll avoid of the authorities
Life won't suffocate us
We are strong in unity
We will strike stronger
We will win the hand.
WINTER IS UPON US
Destroy the old simbols
Destroy your old beliefs
Destroy the words that tie you
Winter is upon us
Stupid ambitions in wasted lifes
conformity is fucking killing us
Next generations won..t have time to react
the day is getting dark, winter is upon us
We've seen no future and it hurts
We have the ideas, we have our hands
but there's something big in front of us
That fucking easy way where comfort rules
Fake fantasy of being alive.