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The Ritual
05:24
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(War)
Keep printing bills, in greed we trust
Left the deceit to our sons
Rotten and crooked we follow undivided
(March)
Once again into a living hell
Since the begining we know it well
Leaving a path of sorrow and denial
And all that I care
The booze is still in my hands
Lets give birth to a ritual
The booze will belong to us all
(And)
Someone will laugh while you mourn
No one will care if you return
The will to be guilty, the need of testifying
(Done)
Dissidents of the chosen ones
A brand new breed of human drones
With holes in our souls and reading bedtime stories
And all that I care
The booze is still in my hands
Lets give birth to a ritual
The booze will belong to us all
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This bar is closing and it suddenly reminds me of you
The smashed tables and the broken hearts, the cheap perfume
Just now I realized how much I was so out of tune
Feeling this scent of blood with beer and broken teeth
And I hope that all people who are growing old
Have fun just like me
Hangovers, much more than I can care
But all the libertine girls already spelled my name
Pulled over, and running out of gas
And all my best friends I've bought in the joint with cigarettes
When you're feeling drained out, nowhere to hide
Looking all around, take a breath and think about
Sink that sadness now, drink and walk around
Get lost and then get found, 'cause that's just what rock 'n roll stands for
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King Without a Crown
05:10
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Hey, look around tell me what you see
When trapped in animosity
Wear the masks that feels like
ball and chain ball and chain
And chain your soul
Tainted life, wicked reality
Lack of sense, twisted morality
Asking why things go wrong
Mean what you say, say what you mean
And get it done
Say you own as far as eyes can see
But short–sighted for vanity
Brings you back to the place of
Beggars, liars, kings without a crown
Mirror tells you just what you want to hear
What about some reciprocity?
Crowns of thorns fits on messiahs
You're a John Doe, a king without a crown
Play hide and seek with your own beliefs
Build some lies and see the grudge grows free
Walk the path of self destruction
Once again, walk of shame
Point of no return
If in your role is when you feel free
Deep inside you’re as empty as you can be
Maybe it’s time to get down
On your knees, look inside
Cause now you’re done
Say you own as far as eyes can see
But short–sighted for vanity
Brings you back to the place of
Beggars, liars, kings without a crown
Mirror tells you just what you want to hear
What about some reciprocity?
Crowns of thorns fits on messiahs
You're a John Doe, a king without a crown
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Macumbazilla Curitiba, Brazil
Mighty and catchy, this rock band from south Brazil kills by combining heavy and groovy riffs, amazing vocal melodies and a very tight but thunderous drums and bass section.
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