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New World Non-corporated1.Nin 2.In The Web 3.Ranksman 4.The Strike 5.The Dead Remain Young 6.Set The World On Fire 7.Despiter Song 8.Kill Slave In You II From demo "In The Name Of Equality"1.In The Name Of Equality 2.You Are Slaves 3.Sold Time Lyrics 4.New Man 5.IT Guerrilas |
Barcelona. Tuesday. May 3. 1938.
Revived past appears before us
When we try to gather scattered stones
And we see new flesh on the
Half-rotten bones
Under banner
Of 1917
Barcelona
Found heroic destiny
The rebellion
Awoke wills buried alive
Catalonia
Listened to the restless Koyoàñan exile
And it seemed
So real, blazing dawn
Of new October
No more
The old world!
No war
But class war!
No words
Take your gun!
No! No pasaran!
No!
We remember
The third of May sunrise, terror and lies
Fear of all elites from Kremlin to Wall-street
We remember
Triumphs stolen, brothers fallen
Can we fear to begin all over again?!
The immortal doctrine
Arms new troops today full of the truth and rage
Total revolt against total war!
No more
The old world!
No war
But class war!
No words
Take your gun!
No! No pasaran!
{Shooting!} No {running!} more
{Bleeding!} The old world!
{Burning!} No {hurting!} war
{Killing!} But class war!
{Dying!} No {fighting!} words
{Winning!} Take your gun!
No! No pasaran!
In the web of the old hostility, In the web of "superiority", In the web of your recent offences, In the web of the constant excesses, In the web of the dead dogmatic rhymes, In the web of Moses "Mein Kampf", In the web of Mohammed crazy texts You dwell In the web of sly intriguers' games, In the web of capitalist chains, In the web of "patriotic" ignorance, In the web of strategy of the US, In the web of scheme of globalism, In the web of your mutual fanatism, In the web of rage, fear and lie You die Explosions tear the Promised Land And blood will flow until you understand: It's only the common state (that) can give the peace But such union is absurd under capitalism So Philistine, whatever you wanna look forever and ever You will remain what you are forever: Ranksman You’re ranksman You’re gonna vote seeking a saving rope Receiving just a new knot on your throat You’re ranksman Ranksman Close your eyes, close your mind Road to nowhere is so wide Everyday, everywhere Your Elder Brother is inside Craving for an idol no matter of the sky or pigsty Masturbate soul, castigate thought You’re ranksmen Ranksmen And with single breath – hands from hearts to heaven! The zealous hands will erect walls of new ghettos Ranksmen You’re ranksmen Your nature is firm Your conscience is pure Close your eyes, close your mind Road to nowhere is so wide Everyday, everywhere Your Elder Brother is inside You’re nothing alone You’re awful in crowd Close your eyes, close your mind Road to nowhere is so wide Everyday, everywhere Your Elder Brother is inside Year by year, life by life Surplus value conveyor exhausts our powers Dries our brains up Under reign of corporations we toil to die faster Nobody’s got to live so In the kingdom of money Labor is damned Labor is damned Labor is Damned Labor is damned Labor is damned See funnels of factories be like dead hands Cold and stretching to the crimson skies This is challenge to the nervecide civilization, War against offices for the workers’ Rights They rise For their lives Rise up! This is strike is on To strike capital The strike is on Now 2) In society of affluenza where progress Become one of redneckness and lies Where “it’s your problem” is a motto and law Throat-gnowing is required to defend your Rights So fight For your lives Fight Now the strike is going on To strike capital The strike is going on Go on! 3) Who is historical? Tyrants of all kinds And we’ll lie down into graves unknown To remain alive in shots of new “Aurora” Saluting dawn of a new era Now the strike is going on To strike capital The strike is going on Go on! Strike! Strike! Strike! Strike! How many millions were waiting for justice! How many hopes are ruined and insulted! How many victories turned into failures! How many heroes fell with belief in lies Of the prophets Looking just for profit! The future turns into the past again: Life keeps its run: The living in the end betray... The dead remain young How many wonderful things were promised! How many oaths we heard from pseudo-leaders How many excuses were invented by them How many young fighters will never rise Owing to the liars! Their prize was premature silence! The dead shine with eternal light, Life keeps its run: The living become more cynical... The dead remain young The future turns into the past again: Life keeps its run: The living in the end betray... The dead remain young The dead shine with eternal light, Life keeps its run: The living become more cynical... The dead remain young So, I am what I am and what I feel cannot be wrong This is the way that I feel and I'm coming on strong We're talking hundreds and thousands with potential to stay But only one with quality can turn the loneliness away Com folla me, one is wonder One is a wonder But only one is a wonder One is a wonder Set the world on fire I'll do anything to get what I want Aim even higher I'll do anything to be the one So I'm crusing round the continent to see what I can find Alot of fangs but I refuse to be a slave to the grind We're talking gadda-da-vida, honey now the deed is done And if you're in you've got to show that you really are the one Com folla me, one is a wonder One is a wonder But only one is a wonder Set the world on fire I'll do anything to get what I want Aim even higher I'll do anything to be the one Yes, I am what I've ever been, The simple red fighter And I'll really do anything To set the world in fire Burn it to ashes! The system of legalized swindle must die Yes, I wanna be the one wiping it out! Set the world on fire I'll do anything to get what I want Aim even higher I'll do anything to be the one Flesh from flesh of the disastrous age Being born into hardship I was forgotten to give me A shelter of sheep – indifference One of millions – not better not worse I just do my «fuck!» somewhat red So everywhere I’m crazy for some Dangerous crazy for others While this world is not crushed We’re not get along And I will be a pariah Twice and threefold I don’t trust in fate I am full of hate In pain of disappointments I find my own way Enter my way My red way Resistance way It’s my way Intellectual underground is my choice Until we move in columns As I don’t have fuckin’ armies and guns My metal is my revolt Someone pulls one his hand at elections Another for tip But I clench my fist to grip My destiny by its throat While this world is not crushed We’re not get along And I will be a pariah Till my time comes I don’t trust in fate I am full of hate In pain of disappointments I find my own way Enter my way Enter my way My red way Resistance way It’s my way I don’t trust in fate I am full of hate I don’t trust in fate I don’t trust in fate It's a new day as a loop on your neck From short unhealthy sleep you're coming back To the world of millions like you who's twisted In hell of struggle of existance Oh no, for this such crawling Between accident and discharge (has to be) while the road, Wide and light, could spread in front of everyone, Road for all where caravans of happiness move on What is in your eyes - fear of tomorrow What is in your soul - dream of better life What is in your voice - weariness of indifference The slave kills you inside So kill slave in you Kill slave in you or die Liberate you or die Become a Man or die Rule your life or die Kill innate slave in you or die yourself Kill innate slave in you or die yourself Kill innate slave in you or die yourself Die yourself, die yourself fuck you yeah I don't wanna play with bastards' rules I don't want them to make me fool Rising my head up, rising my fist up Trying to save something human in me I kill slave in me Kill slave in you! The Nature gave us similar needs… The Earth is generous for all... The Sun chooses none for giving its heat to him And space would be enough for everyone in this world But Somebody has the things for many lives While others were born for gradual dying. That’s Right the venerable trinity is partly obsolete: By the name of liberty they made us slaves (again), Fraternity is a subtle phantom, But high dream of equality has never left oppressed We are led by thought of two great minds Red banner proclaims the new era in life of Mankind In the name of equality Grand world fire will wipe out the cursed brand “private property” More class struggle, more class hate! We are led by thought of two great minds Red banner proclaims the new era in life of Mankind In the name of equality Grand world fire will wipe out the cursed brand “private property” All right! Now you have your right of free voice and choice Identical the right of a guy in the “Rolls-Royce” Did the “Royce” become common? No. But sometimes You may elect owners of the same chic cars OK, you vote increasing your woe Various bastards you promote with trust of “democracy” There is a dope! You keep your right to work, The parasites keep right to live by your labor On the anvil of “sacred” property Hammer of “democracy” forges your chains I see you will endure till they squeeze your necks What can I say? You’re slaves! You are slaves! Up to now voting paper is bad remedy for hunger Socialism can’t be brought in by voices countdown Lies, blood, enslavement, suffering, We have had too many of these things. You see It is not disgraceful to be born as slaves; Apology of your slavery is real disgrace Stupid game! For shame! Non-prize lottery! On the anvil of “sacred” property Hammer of “democracy” forges your chains I see you will endure till they squeeze your necks What can I say? You’re wretched slaves! You are slaves! The Dead Remain Young How many millions [of men] were waiting for justice! How many hopes are ruined and insulted! How many victories (have) turned into failures! How many heroes fell with belief in lies Of the prophets Looking just for profit! The future turns the past again: Life keeps its run: The living in the end betray… The dead remain young How many wonderful things were promised! How many oaths we heard from pseudo-leaders How many excuses were invented by them How many young fighters will never rise Owing to the liars! Their prize was premature silence! The dead shine with eternal light, Life keeps its run: The living become more cynical… The dead remain young The future turns the past again: Life keeps its run: The living in the end betray… The dead remain young The dead shine with eternal light, Life keeps its run: The living become more cynical… The dead remain young It Is rain Of my time When I give myself up to someone’s business I Sacrifice Month, days, hours To spend them again for not to die I sell My time My hopes My life My future I am bleeding I am suffering I’m in abyss I’m in pain Here Another day Is estimated OK, the wage slavery is on! That Is all! Cut of life is sold It can’t be returned for any millions What is the money of entire the world Against just a moment of life? My time My hopes My life My future can be another My time is changed into banknotes My hopes will never come true My life doesn’t belong to me My future… must be another New Man Is nothing else but necessary result Of social evolution doing its next turn New Man New Man passes on the razor’s edge Between social and personal New Man is symbol of the world where Everyone equals everyone New Man New Man The society goes mad with belated child-birth In the red insurgents of the planet I see New Man Let’s kick balls of the dunces Rambling on “utopies” and “dreams” New Man is not a dream, but the cause It’s a gun, not faith [that] he needs New Man Is triumph of the single labor brotherhood Born in fires and blood of class battles New Man Idle class knows what [to] be afraid of Working class knows what to do New Man finish inequality off Either nobody or you! New Man New source of profit For monopolists - Sale of software. It’s time to resist! No compromises! Hear what we say: To pay for a software is To pay for the air! IT Guerrillas! Fathers of warez, That dare crack, Know, it's a great work Thanks and respect! The money-makers Will get no coin! Hackers of all countries Join! IT Guerrillas! Down with the business! Software free! IT guerrillas Enter your key! Down with all dealers, Traders of smoke! IT Guerrillas Go on your work! IT Guerrillas! |
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