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Last Bullet
02:26
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She’s taking up arms
Kalashnikov against slavery
Cold blooded fighter
A death-defying cause
To her marriage is like going to jail
Beware of YPJ
Beware of YPJ
She’s taking an aim
Threatening you to death
A bullet through your brain
Your soul
Is beheaded
Hell is calling, the trigger is pulled, you’re going straight to hell
Her rifle is loaded and you know the rule
Salvation forbidden
Ultimate dishonor
Resignation
Submission
Not an option
Kurdish warrior
Will never
Never surrender
Struggling in a men’s world
Fighting for human rights
Resisting Daesh
Kamikaze for equality
Kamikaze for liberty
… and her father said : « Don’t ever get caught. If you do, keep the last bullet for yourself. »
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2. |
Ayotzinapa
03:43
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Le 26 septembre 2014 à Iguala au Mexique, la police municipale tire sur des étudiants d’une petite école rurale d’Ayotzinapa. Ils s’en allaient manifester pour commémorer le massacre de 68. Six d’entre eux sont tués par balle et 43 sont amenés aux narcotrafiquants qui ont eu le contrat de les assassiner, calciner, Commande spéciale de M. le Maire!
« ¡Que no los entregan vivos! »
Enrique Pena Nieto, México está sangrando
Manchado con cenizas anda el alcalde de Iguala
Mientras anda bailando con narcotraficantes
Tu gobierno como siempre compra la impunidad
Pero al rato el suelo de tu huerto no va a alcanzar
Destacando la infamia de la gente de tu raza
Raza corrupta raza de asesinos
Ojetes
Ratas
Since 2006, 60 000 people have died in the drug war of Mexico. At least 26 000 have gone missing. In that so called « free of speech » country that we all know in fact to be under “narcolaws control”, students from Ayotzinapa got killed going to a demonstration. Police shut 6 of them before they brought another 43 to a drug cartel that got the contract to kill them. A special order from the mayor at that time, Jorge Luis Abarca.
So they were “officially gone missing” and Mexico was bleeding
Alcalde Abarca
¿Como se siente uno cuando debe orquestar
La masacre de niños teniendo como única culpa
Fe en un mundo justo de paz y libertad
En el que la plebe es libre de expresarse como quiera?
Así se arreglan las broncas en tu tierra mexicana
¿Cuánto cuesta la cabeza de un chavo inocente?
¿Te habrían dado un descuento para quemar a 43?
Y tu policía
A ver dime pinche ojete, a ti que te late disparar
¿Miraste sus ojos? ¿Que vieron en los tuyos?
¿A la hora fatídica te habrán suplicado?
A los demás trajiste, el pedo ya no es tuyo
Hay que limpiar las calles, hay que llenar las fosas
Y hay que darle chamba al crimen organizado
¡Adelante la limpieza!
¿Dime en dónde están?
¿En donde estarán?
Dime ¿en dónde?
Ayotzinapa, eres víctima de un sistema podrido, que no tiene respecto por la vida del ser humano. Y con arrogancia se beneficia de la santa impunidad, y que se enriquece sin vergüenza alguna, mientras el país se está derrumbando. Ayotzinapa, nos duele verte llorar la perdida de tus críos. Una vez más les ha mostrado que como en el 68 y en muchas otras ocasiones, les toca a ellos decidir la hora en que se acaba el baile.
Estamos con ustedes y sigan saliendo a las calles.
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3. |
Legacy
02:35
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Go away!
Memories cannot be swept away
A hundred years of agony, delineate your history
Your heritage has faded away
Rootless being, from generation to another
Your descendants have been condemned to fall into self-destruction
Standing at the edge of the abyss
A constant pain is in your head
Shame has taken over you
Perpetual cycle of violence and abuses
Searching a way out to escape your suffering
The legacy of boarding schools is killing you day by day
Your D.N.A. is altered by a gene of misery
Passing on to your child a legacy of despair
Get out of that trap!
An increasing emptiness
Is filling up your soul
Like a restless spirit
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
For natives
Like you
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4. |
Same Old Crap
01:26
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Hey you let’s bring it up once more
As we say in “Québécois”, plus ça change plus c’est pareil
Same old crap, new fuckfaces we all love to hate
Refuck them all
Let’s recollect what we all stand for
Refuck misuse of power, right wing laws n’ corruption
The World Bank and The New World Order
The N.S.A. the C.I.A. the N.R.A. and K.K.K
Fuck Trump, Putin, Nieto, Harper, Xi, The Queen and everyone else
Fuck you to, extremist bastard n’ fascist scum
Death to Pfizer, Montsanto and Exxon Mobile
Exploitation, annihilation
They use our heads to build their Grand staircase on the way to glory
Put all those swins and rubbish in a huge freaking boat and sink that motherfucker
Pis au Québec on fait les beaux avec nos p'tites faces de porteurs d’eau
On s’fait enculer mais on aime ça, faut qu’y investissent dans notre Plan Nord
L’austérité du beau Couillon serait remplacée par Péladeau
Mais c’pas bin grave, on aime bin ça nous la téléréalité!
Osti d’calisse! Ha pis mangez donc tous d’la marde!
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5. |
Boomerang
02:24
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Deafened by rumbling canons there’s no way for them to hear
The serious warning they should really pay attention to
Soldiers stop obsequiously serving them
The hand who’s feeding you my dear is feeding them as well
Meanwhile forging your chains
Your master’s hanging up high, his “Sword of Damocles”
For his own sake he built it up, to achieve his evil ends
As the end justifies the means your flesh is required
But you can be damn sure that pretty soon that fucking sword
Will fall back down on him like the effect of a…
Boomerang
Revenge is a dish best eaten cold, but raw
Master of illusions
Your fortress walls will soon shatter
The formula is clear
Don’t you get it?
In a reign of terror, they’re occulting the truth
Using your fears to hide their projects
Their thirst of oil gave birth to evil
Giving you tools to sharpen your blade
Like a raging bull you’re seeing red, charging into your own people
They fed you with fury
Leading to the fast rising of your holly empire
The realm of terror that you embody, has the evilest weapon
AN army will ever posses
Your faith is law, your fist is strong and your hate even more
And now you are striking back against us all like a fucking
Boomerang
In order to occult their obsessive project of conquering the Middle East and, their insane project of invasive domestic surveillance, The U.S.A built up a realm of terror ostracizing all Muslims. The recipe is well known and very dangerous…
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6. |
Bal des condamnés
01:59
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Bienvenues chères convives de l’élite mondiale. Quel plaisir de vous avoir ici même au Guantanamo Hôtel. C’est avec avidité que nous vous dévoilons le programme de ce grand bal à la hauteur de votre prestige!!
Allez tous en rang, à nu, à raz et hop la combinaison orange
Les généraux, les marchands d’armes
un grand salut à bout portant
Choisissez le calibre
Les rois, les reines, les sénateurs, les dictateurs, les présidents, les gouverneurs,
Au bûcher
Et vous Votre Sainteté
Venez par ici faire empaler votre papauté.
On a pensé à tout pour vous
À feu, à sang, à mort
L'heure est venue chers invités
À genoux salauds
La machette ou la hache?
Tous les flics pourris collez le mur on va vous matraquer à mort
Rapaces corporatives et tous les bandits de la finance
Montez sur la potence
Législateurs, usurpateurs, maîtres crosseurs sont tous forcés
De se faire Hara-kiri
Et pour finir, on a pensé mettre le feu à ce bel hôtel
En prenant le soin d’y enfermer tous les soldats qui y ont servi
Allez bonsoir
On remet ça n’importe quand
Plus on est de fous et plus on rit
Au plaisir de vous y voir...
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7. |
Black Moving Target
03:04
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Rappelez-vous, quand viendra le jour de votre mort
La seule chose qui vaille à la dernière minute
Sera le sentiment du devoir accompli
Ainsi parlait le supérieur à ses recrus au champ de tir
Face à la cible qui bouge
Face à la cible qui bouge
Noire comme la peau de ses victimes descendues
Tony Robinson ou Michael Brown
À Madison ou Ferguson le flic pourri connait sa cible
Blanc comme neige, impitoyable il va,
Accomplissant son valeureux devoir.
He woke up that morning and the sun was shinning through his room
He’s only done his duty, no charge for Officer Wilson.
(He) came home that night and kissed his whife,
Before he washed his bloody hands
With a clear conscience Officer Kenny went to bed
Keep in mind, comes the last day of your life
The only thing that’ll matter then will be the feeling that you’ve always
honorably done your duty
Thus spoke the seargent to his recruits at the shooting range
Facing the moving target
Facing the moving target
Black as the color of his victims killed
Tony Robinson or Michael Brown
In Madison, in Furgueson, same fucking pigs, same fucking ways
Don’t worry they’re taking care of your town
And the story goes on and on
Every single fucking day
Relentless violence, legal killings
Keep in mind, comes the last day of your life
The only thing that’ll matter then will be the feeling that you’ve always
honorably done your duty
Thus spoke the seargent to his recruits at the shooting range
Facing the moving target
Facing the moving target
Black as the color of his victims killed
Tony Robinson or Michael Brown
In Madison, in Furgueson, same fucking pigs, same fucking ways
Don’t worry they’re taking care of your town...
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8. |
Republicain Mascarade
03:04
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Their faces were showing sympathy, it’s “undeniable”
Showing of there “immeasurable indignation”
It’s time to prove to the entire world their “solidarity”
Gathering to strut around, and make us believe them.
Here you are marching in Paris all at once, politic scums
Showing the world your sad faces, today bastards you’re all “Chalie”
To me it’s nothing but a testimony of you hypocrisy
All united, all together, join up that great parade
Fighting for freedom of speech, this is such a noble cause
As long as censorship is still “ au rendez-vous” when you need it
And what about those ones in jails, who talked too much of liberty
They didn’t end up there by chance, you shut them up deliberately
It’s all a game to me
A game to me
Is this what we really want as a society, to get muddled up?
A tragedy is horrifying when it’s taking place at home
We globalize our grief and ire no matter what it cost to show it of
Western deaths are newsworthy way more than any other ones
Who’s it up to choose the front page? Cause the show must go on
Folk! Dig up! take notice!
As the world Medias focused their attention on Paris
2000 Nigerians were lying dead on Baga’s streets
Hush-hush Medias! It’s not worth the trouble
News like that aren’t useful, aren't serving your interests
Thousands of kids and women raped and killed in Africa
The Muslim motherland is held hostage, but do we care?
While you are standing for freedom of speech why don’t you start?
Medias and Leaders to condemn your own dammed policies
Look at you rubbish
What a masquerade!
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