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Planned Obsolescence
01:03
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2. |
Unquenchable
02:22
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Cannibalistic by nature,
There’s no food that can satisfy
The hunger, the greed;
It’s unquenchable.
Vicious appetite... for profit
There’s no food that can satisfy,
And the greed
Is unquenchable.
¿Quién promueve la xenofobia?
¿Quién lucra del odio racial?
El infierno, prisión para inmigrantes...
Fresh blood keeps feeding the complex.
Prisons get filled with innocent lives
South at the border
They’re building a wall
For Profit!
For Profit!
For Profit.
And the greed is unquenchable.
¿Quién promueve la xenofobia?
¿Quién lucra del odio racial?
El infierno, prisión para inmigrantes...
Fresh blood keeps feeding the complex.
South at the border
They’re building a wall
For Profit!
For Profit!
For Profit.
Immigrant blood more fuel to feed the complex.
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3. |
The Auction
01:37
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Their stifled sobs of deep despair
Reveal their anguish and distress.
Now your life is for sale,
Up for auction!
And mothers saw their children sold (x2)
Their children sold, traded for gold.
She is only 14.
She’ll be a good breeder.
So can I get a hundred for this one?
Stifled sobs reveal anguish and distress.
Yeah, your life is for sale,
Up for auction!
And mothers saw their children sold.
Traded for...
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4. |
La Esencia
03:18
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La esencia sigue intacta
Sobre el sendero forjado
Cuando los mudos hablaron
Del mal caribe, a las entrañas del diablo
En el exilio voluntario
Sigo despierto en este infierno de sonámbulos
Antes eran hombres, hoy son renacuajos
Que se tornaron con el tiempo en algo errático, sí!
De mariposa a gusano, rostros escuálidos
De la colonia a la metropolis,
Cruze el océano empecé de cero
Anduve apátrida en las noches frías,
Por las calles desiertas
Desafiando los vientos del conformismo
Irreverente ante la tradición
Contra el arsénico de la memoria
De la metrópolis a la colonia
Mi rabia duerme, pero no descansa!
La esencia sigue intacta
Sobre el sendero forjado
Cuando los mudos hablaron
Del mal caribe, a las entrañas del diablo
En el exilio voluntario
Sigo creando en el exilio voluntario.
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5. |
Los Intocables
02:35
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Se declararon intocables,
Son millonarios de la noche a la mañana
Profesionales en el fraude
Pobres de ética, ricos en artimañas.
Estafa!
Son el modelo de la nueva sociedad
Profesionales del chantaje
Ricos en méritos, pobres de integridad
El crack bancario,
La mafia inmobiliaria,
El blanqueo del dinero sucio,
¿Cuál es el monto de la estafa?
Cuentas corrientes en europa
Reputación que nadie toca,
Millonarios de la noche a la mañana
¿Cuál es el monto de la estafa?
¿Cuál?!, Quieren impunidad para la impunidad
¿Cuál?!, Quieren la oligarquía a cargo de las cosas
¿Cuál?!, Tienen cuentas corrientes, bancos en europa
Y la moral en banca rota.
Cuentas corrientes en europa
Reputación que nadie toca,
Millonarios de la noche a la mañana
¿Cuál es el monto de la estafa? (x2)
¿Cuál?! Cuentas corrientes en europa
Y la moral en banca rota.
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6. |
Fire
03:13
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Who justifies the atrocities with scapegoats?
Piece by piece, you craft a fascist state:
With bibles, with kerosene,
With crosses and gasoline.
Fire!
The time has come.
Burning down your stupidity
We will refuse this fate
We will!
Who glorifies the futility of nations?
As they inhale to fill their lungs with hate
With bibles, with kerosene,
With crosses and gasoline.
Fire! Fire!
Burn.
From right to left and back to right again
Fascist state on the brink of complete destruction
We will react against
We will!
We get the leaders we deserve.
Fire!
The time has come!
Burning down your stupidity
We will refuse this fate
From right to left and back to right again
Fascist state on the brink of
Complete destruction
We will react against
We will!
Now we will refuse this fate.
Now we will defy.
Now we will refuse this fate.
Now we…
Defy!
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7. |
Homan Square
01:54
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Hungry vultures, draw your weapon
Spread death, torture and pain
No one knows, no one saw, no one cares at all,
They snatch you off the streets
They kidnap people
No record, no trace
They kidnap people
They come to “serve and protect”
Hungry vultures, spread terror
Well trained to serve and protect
The threat is real; everyone is suspect
They smell your fear
They kidnap people
No record, no trace
They kidnap people
Now you’re trapped inside a black site
You will never be heard from again
They kidnap people
They come to “serve and protect”
Everyone is suspect
They come to “serve”
The silence is so fucking deafening!
And darkness blinds your sight.
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8. |
A Vision Of Opportunity
01:56
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9. |
De Pendejos y Astutos
01:57
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Como hay pendejo, hay astuto
Que perpetua con su astucia la ignorancia
Por la historia enmascarado cual bandido
Rapta y secuestra la honradez
Roba discursos, miente en tus narices
Propagandiza y abandera el miedo
Vende amnesia e indiferencia al por mayor
Revive el pasado sepultado
Suele colarse vestida de progresista
La Derecha oportunista
Roba discursos, miente en tus narices
Propagandiza y abandera el miedo
Vende amnesia e indiferencia al por mayor
Revive el pasado sepultado
Suele colarse vestida de progresista
La Derecha oportunista
Con populistas letanías se infiltra
Y las conciencias débiles agrede
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10. |
Ruido Anticolonial
02:07
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Por la sangre, las intervenciones,
La bala en el pecho del machetero,
El garrote, el cráneo de Minerva:
La Plutocracia.
Dictadores sanguinarios,
Piratas, títeres, bufones, lacayos
Años de ultraje y de agresión
Imperialista,
Contraataque de ruido...
Anticolonial!
En contra del estado, libre asociado
No pararan el ruido...
Anticolonial!
Por la autodeterminación de los pueblos Antillanos.
Como cayeron los cerdos en la bahía,
Vieques, Guantánamo, siguen ocupadas
Como la antorcha en manos del esclavo
Puerto Príncipe en llamas.
Dictadores sanguinarios,
Piratas, títeres, bufones, lacayos
Años de ultraje y de agresión
Imperialista,
Contrataque de ruido...
Anticolonial!
en contra del embargo, libre asociado
No pararan mi ruido...
Anticolonial!
No pararan mi ruido...
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11. |
The Balance Of Terror
03:01
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In the name of servitude
And in times of despair,
I nominate the human race to go first.
Racing towards extinction
Racing towards the end
The global balance of terror
Captures the people of earth.
But who speaks? Who speaks
For what we destroy?
We are, by far
The worst monsters of this planet
We are, by far
The worst creatures on earth
We are, by far
In the name common good
And in times of distress,
I nominate the human race to go first.
Life wants to be, but people like to watch each other die
We are, by far
The worst monsters of this planet
We are, by far
The worst creatures on earth
We are, by far
The worst monsters of this planet
The balance of terror has no margin of error.
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La Armada Chicago, Illinois
Formed in the Dominican Republic in 2001 and based out of Chicago since 2008, La Armada has carved out a name for themselves
locally and nationally with their explosive live show.
In 2020 La Armada will release mini EPs every 3 months under the name "Songs of the Exiled", each one dedicated to one of the places they have called home and that has influenced their views and socio-political stances.
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