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miércoles, 22 de julio de 2015

RISE ABOVE

(Live; Originally Performed by Black Flag)

I like to introduce you Dez Cadena from Black Flag,
On the drums, on the drums ROBO,

Is a Black Flag song call Rise Above.

Jealous cowards try to control
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
Think they're smart, can't think for themselves
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
Laugh behind our backs
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
Satisfaction, what they left
Rise above, we're gonna rise above

RISE ABOVE

(Live; Originally Performed by Black Flag)

I like to introduce you Dez Cadena from Black Flag,
On the drums, on the drums ROBO,

Is a Black Flag song call Rise Above.

Jealous cowards try to control
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
Think they're smart, can't think for themselves
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
Laugh behind our backs
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
Satisfaction, what they left
Rise above, we're gonna rise above

We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us, it's no use

Societies arms of control
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
They distort what we say
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
Try and stop what we do
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
When they can't do it themselves
Rise above, we're gonna rise above

We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us, it's no use

We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us, it's no use

We are born with a chance
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
I am gonna have my chance
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
We are born with a chance
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
I am gonna have my chance
Rise above, we're gonna rise above

We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us, it's no use

Rise above, rise above, rise above
We're gonna rise above
We're gonna rise above
We're gonna rise above

NO MORE MOMENTS


We have been waiting for you (Ha ha ha)
We have been waiting for you
For you

We have be waiting for you to come inside
Believing, now I'm your mind
I am afraid that the end is near
No more moments of moonlight

We're still waiting for you to come inside
You won't be leaving, you are mine
I'm afraid that the end is near
No more moments of moonlight

We'll still be waiting

I'm still waiting for you
Your sick dead eyes tell me, tell me you are mine
I am afraid that the end is here
No more moments of moonlight

I have been there to push you through,
Down, down, down through the deep dark wells
Through the animal realm
Let me be the one, the first to welcome you to hell

Your poor pathetic lies and evil ways have brought you here
Give it more to me
I need for you to stay here with me
Don't go away
I'll stay here with you until the end of time, until it all goes away
Don't run this way

BRUISER


All I feel is pain it seems today
A dark angel leads me to evil far beyond the grave
Declares me a phantom demon I don't know
It just cannot be defied
At Hell this reflection stares at me
And then I lose my mind
It betrays me

Oh, In hell I'll burn in flames
(Oh oh oh oh) If looks could kill then death would be my name
(Oh oh oh oh) In hell I'll burn in flames
(Oh oh oh oh) So come inside the fires feel

Angel of Death is bloodied now
He's the one inside
Tortured, scored that strike
Against the fear, it feeds the fire
Near me now, the demon's son
The Bruiser I'm the one
Erase my soul for all your sins can never be undone
I can't contain it

Oh, In hell I'll burn in flames
(Oh oh oh oh) If looks could kill then death would be my name
(Oh oh oh oh) In hell I'll burn in flames
(Oh oh oh oh) So come inside the fires feel the pain (Whoa oh)
Feel the pain
The pain

Oh, In hell I'll burn in flames
(Oh oh oh oh) If looks could kill then death would be my name (my name)
(Oh oh oh oh) In hell I'll burn in flames
(Oh oh oh oh) So come inside the fires feel the pain
Feel the pain
Feel the pain (whoa oh)
Feel the pain yeah
Feel the pain

FIEND WITHOUT A FACE



See the features of my rage
Begin to shoot the fiend without a face
My face

The fever rots
The brain goes numb inside
I feel the blackout coming
A boiled blister pops inside

My ears still bleed
With razor-sharp precision
Mouths that mouth the sweetness
Dank of final breath upon my chest

See the features of my rage
Begin to shoot the fiend without a face
My face

We lasted all night
The dogs keep up and snickering
Just stay with me one moment
Then I'll go away

My ears still bleed
With razor-sharp precision
I'll burn in hell
Before I plunge into life's darkness
Darkness

See the features of my rage
Begin to shoot the fiend without a face
See the features of my rage
Begin to shoot the fiend without a face
My face

A fiend without a face
A fiend without a face
A fiend without a face
A fiend without a face