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The way of dissent
03:42
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They instil fear that's how their reign survives
They have painted shadows at the 4 corners of the world
Then they have told their children not to step away from the light
Their light ! Their way of thinking
Because hiding in the dark
Monsters are waiting for their preys
But they are just scarecrows
From darkness dawns the light
And from it possibilities can arise
A chance to be free
A chance to be free
All of this can be possible
If someone dispels the haze of their lies
Who better than us to succeed this bet
We'll not be servile puppets
Who merge into their tales
The only monsters that haunt these stories
Are the ones telling them
In the twilight glow that never stops diying
We break the moorings with their world
Carried by the breath of rebellion
We set sails to follow the way of dissent
We set sails to follow the way of dissent
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I've always tried to do things the right way
To play the game
With respect for others and democracy
I grew up
thinking that every conflict had peaceful solutions
Then I realized that
The game rules don't apply
In the same way to everyone
Those who impose these rules
Don't play by them
Don't play by them
Something woke up
In the depths of my being
This deaf anger which was
Buried deep inside of me
I don't want to play the game anymore
I don't want to play the game anymore
I will not roll their loaded dices again,
I will not lay down a single card of their marked deck
Don't want to play their game anymore
Don't want to play their game anymore
Only want to destroy these cheaters, their system and their game
Destroy their system and their game
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Friends until death
01:22
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Friends ! Until death !
We ! are ! one !
You're the lighthouse leading our steps between life pitfalls
He's the anchor preventing us from drifting away
She's the star to follow when no more lights are shining
They are the wind swelling our sails when it's time to move forward
We're one
We are
Friends ! Until death !
Friends ! Until death !
The we stonger than the I
United to survive
In these times called Peace...
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Revenge
05:13
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Thousands of years of evolution have passed
A lot of knowledge has been acquired
Now, Man has become a geological force
who's breaking and remodeling the world as he pleases
But Man has stayed what he was
Brutal, selfish, greedy and competitive
Instead of cherishing the Nature that allowed him to flourish
He chose to declare war on her
To declare war on her
A war without battlefields
A war without enemies
An endless war which takes place everywhere
Into the roar of the machines
Into the clash of the arms
The Earthly paradise becomes hell
Becomes hell
This civilization was built from our defects
Sowing destruction for the welfare of our own species
Brutal, selfish, greedy and competitive
The emptiness in Man is like an insatiable hunger
For too long Mankind led the ostrich policy
Blinded by the dogma of an infinite growth
But any action has its consequences
and It's time for us It's time to pay the bill
The collapse is not coming
It's already here
Mother nature is taking revenge
It's only the beginning
Mother nature is taking revenge
Revenge - Revenge
Revenge - Revenge
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One Burning Match Clermont Ferrand, France
We're One Burning Match, a four pieces D.I.Y HxC Punx band from Clermont Ferrand, France.
Contact : Oneburningmatch(@)gmail.com
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