Chaosface : The Practice of Chaos

Thrash Metal / Brazil
(2014 - Self-Released)
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1. DEATH TAXES

Warning to the nation, it's time to rain
Starting with all that bullshit again
People homeless, fucked and hopeless
All of them are waiting for the worst

Neglect of politicians, all to the hell
They don't give a shit for the babies yell
Take the situation, thousands to die
One more day, in this world full of lies!

All the corpses floating on the water with no more prays
Asking their god, what else can they say?
Sending their condolences to the government, more than anything to date
No one will rest till became past
I pay for my death!

Treat us like a plague, its all they can do
Between bad and evil i have to choose
They leave us starving, dying at their whorehouse
Free us the money, please let it out!

We have to pay to spread our anarchy
But we're still living in this third world country
Leaving my children, leaving my life
I have no price

All the corpses floating on the water with no more prays
Asking their god, what else can they say?
Sending their condolences to the government, more than anything to date
No one will rest till became past
I pay for my death!


2. WIDOW OF DEATH

Breathing in world, a man and a child
Only one example, of our insane society
One won money, the other wants to play
Unfortunately they die at this fuckin' day

The man got married, with this freak
That is the one, that make he's no more breath
Buying men to kill, in a moment of weak,
After all, she became the widow of death.

The child was raised, in a chaotic world
Growing with promises that have been distorted
Father and mother stoping her grow
Killing her! She was tormented!

Be afraid of who's on your side
The widow of death, maybe she's right!
Accept all they say, like all your clients,
Don't be like them, the tormented parents!

Apocalyptic time, when all of this happened,
So far away, from the mankind goal,
Atomic children always became graven,
The real humane have to be showed

We all are labeled, against our will,
Widow and parents, humane they're still!
About they new lifes, no one cares
Even the people that was not in there!

Death is a plague, affecting our country
The greatest one, of all the times
The children will sleep, without a story
This probaly is a story that no one likes

Be afraid of who's on your side
The widow of death, maybe she's right!
Accept all they say, like all your clients,
Don't be like them, the tormented parents!


3. BOULEVARD OF LANDMINES

I grew up in the city of pain,
And all the voices are complainig
About the things i left to do,
And keeppin sayin' shame on you

This horror show about the death
Was created on your mind
Its like you were on these days
For the things i left behind

And all the voices in my head
Smells like your blood
And all the fear i once had
Became into dust

Runnig at the boulevard, without money or hope
The hate was the fuel, this world has no mercy
What a wicked world to live, god sent his help
The anger was my name, i was covered at my shell

Until that time it was a funny day
With friends by my side
But one call changed my way
At the boulevard of landmines

And the return of all my fear
Is the meaning of this classic curse
All my tears tastes bitter
I got no remorse!

And all my fingers desapear
In the empty of your mind
I'm the curse that i have clear
Your mind became blind

Runnig at the boulevard, without money or hope
The hate was the fuel, this world has no mercy
What a wicked world to live, god sent his help
The anger was my name, i was covered at my shell

And all my trust ends here
In the words of your mouth
I wrote that for you see
How i feel right now

Runnig at the boulevard, without money or hope
The hate was the fuel, this world has no mercy
What a wicked world to live, god sent his help
The anger was my name, i was covered at my shell


4. AFTER THE GUILLOTINE

Freedom in your hands
Hold it if you can
Dont cut off yout throat
Let the life begin

The master of revolution
Betrayed his followers
Their last breath

The end of absolutism,
Turned world into another place
Headless souls, whisper in your neck
Your last laught!

[Refrain]

After the guillotine, carrying the freedom
Spreading the chaos, torturing opressed people
In the guillotine, searching the light
Dont try to run, you was born to die!

Liberty, equality and fraternity
All that is a lie
Raising their glasses to hyprocrisy
Their last supper

Father and son, they are the same
Alone in the land, full with our shame
Carrying the cross, the fault of the ancients
The first suffer

[Refrain]

After the guillotine, carrying the freedom
Spreading the chaos, torturing opressed people
In the guillotine, searching the light
Dont try to run, you was born to die!


5. FIRE

Silence crushes me and nobody can see
You killing me
But even if you be trying to leave
Behind the curtains you will fall eternally

We will find you
We will catch you
We will kill you
You will pay

Searching to destroy
Killing those who can oppose your will
Stealing our souls, our hearts, our blood
Faking through a hundred million masks

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