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Sepultura
Sepultura


Background information
Origin Belo Horizonte, Minas Gerais, Brazil
Genre(s) Death Metal
Thrash Metal
Groove Metal
Alternative Metal
Years active 1984—present
Label(s) Roadrunner Records
Nuclear Blast
SPV GmbH
Associated acts Soulfly
Nailbomb
Cavalera Conspiracy
Sarcófago
Udora
Website Website
Members
Paulo Jr.
Andreas Kisser
Derrick Green
Jean Dolabella
Former members
Max Cavalera
Igor Cavalera
Jairo Guedez
Wagner Lamounier



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Sepultura Album


Chaos A.D. (1993)
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Chaos AD
Tanks on the streets
Confronting Police
Bleeding the Plebs
Raging crowd
Burning cars
Bloodshed starts
Who'll be alive?!

Chaos AD
Army in siege
Total alarm
I'm sick of this
Inside the state
War is created
No Man's land
What is this shit?!

Refuse/Resist
Refuse

Chaos AD
Disorder Unleashed
Starting to burn
Starting to lynch
Silence means death
Stand on your feet
Inner fear
Your worst enemy

Refuse/Resist
Refuse/Resist

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Unknown man
Speaks to the world
Sucking your trust
A trap in every word

War for territory
War for territory

Choice control
Behind Propaganda
Poor information
To manage your anger

War for territory
War for territory

Dictators' speech
Blasting off your life
Rule to kill the urge
Dumb assholes' speech

Years of fighting
Teaching my son
To believe in that man
Racist human being
Racist good will live
Shame and regret
Of the pride
You've once possessed

War for territory
War for territory

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Face - The enemy
Stare - Inside you
Control - your thoughts
Destroy - Destroy 'em all

You censor what we breathe
Prejudice with no beliefe
Senseless violence all around
Who is it, that keeps us down

Once all free tribes
Chained down led lives
Blood boils inside me
We're not slaves, we're free

Face - The enemy
Stare - Inside you
Control - Your thoughts
Destroy - Destroy 'em all

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Forgive me father
Forgive me God
I know i've sinned
With no remorse
Apocalyptic visions
Went through my head Here today

Gone tomorrow
It's all insane
I'm feeling sick
I'm feeling numb
The storm will come
In the name of God i'm the chosen one

Terror raids the land
To ashes we'll be sent
In the name of God Lives cast away

Martyrdom of myself
Armageddon comes
In the name of God Not one more dead

Fire blasting, cutting edge
Children burn in flames
In the name of God We're going insane

Let us die
You don't realize
This is the time
God's sacrifice

Leaving behind
Lessons in hate
In the name of God We're all dead
Burn!

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No Lyrics

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Why don't you get a life and grow up
Why don't you realize that you're fucked up
Why criticize what you don't understand
Why change my words, you're so afraid

You think you have the right to put me down
Propaganda hides your scum
Face to face you don't have a word to say
You got in my way, now you'll have to pay

Don't, don't believe what you see
Don't, don't believe what you read
No!!!

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Rio summit, '92
Street people kidnapped
Hid from view
"To save the earth"
Our rules met
Some had other
Secret Plans

No... No... No... No...

Biotech
Biotech
Biotech
Say what?

Strip-mine the Amazon
Of cells of life itself
Gold rush for genes is on
Natives get nothing

Biotech
Biotech
Biotech
Is Godzilla

Mutations cooked in labs
Money mad experiments
New food + medicine?
New germs + accidents!
Like Cubatao
"World's most polluted town"
Air melts your face
Deformed children all around

Bio-technology
Ain't whats so bad
Like all technology
It's in the wrong hands

Cut-throat corporations
Don't give a damn
When lots of people die
From what they've made

Biotech
Biotech
Biotech
Is A.I.D.S?

Stop!!!

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Travelling through the time
Moving slowly in the sand
Knowledge is the weapon
Against the hunger in the land

Solitude met herself
Lessons from the primal step
Memories from an ending life
Liars can't stop the tribes

Nomad, Nomad, Nomad, Nomad

Brother is the son of rape
The blood that once unites
Wanna choose the way they die
Look inside their minds

(echoes in the)
Actual tribe no longer sounds
The ancient teachings failed
Movement of my culture
My beliefs have no more tales

Who are you to criticize
To judge and burn the tribes
The world will be extinct
And your flesh will rot with mine

Nomad, Nomad, Nomad, Nomad

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We who are not as others
We who are not as others
We who are not as others
We who are not as others

We who are not as others
We who are not as others
We who are not as others

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Friday, October 2nd 1992
Chaos has descended in "Carandiru".
the biggest penitentiary complex in
South America
Over a hundred inmates dead and
hundreds injured on the massacre
The police arrived with helicopters
and over two hundred armed forces

They took the jailblock called
"Pavilhao Nove"
and opened fire on the
inmates in a holocaust, method of
annihilation. The government of the city
of Sao Paulo cannot control
the brutality of it's police

Holocaust, Body Piles
Confrontation, Mutilation

Discipline, Ignorance
Conflagration, Torture

Over eighty percent of the inmates were
not sentenced yet. The bodies were filled
with bullets and bites from the police dogs
The police try to hide the massacre saying
there were only eight deaths

The violence of Brasilian cops is very well
known outside of Brasil, This kind of
extermination is a method that they use to
get rid of the overpopulation in the jails
The violence of the cops left the whole
pavillion destroyed after the rebellion

"Pavilhao Nove" (Pavilhao 9)

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We Went Into Town On The Tuesday Night
Searching All The Places That You Hang About
We're Looking For You
In The Back Street Cellar Dive Drinking Clubs
In The Discotheques And The Gaming Pubs
We're Looking For You
You Will Pay The Price For My Own Sweet Brother
And What He Has Become
And A Hundred Other Boys And Girls
And All That You Have Done

We Picked Up The Trail At The Seven Crowns
One Of Your Cronies - He Was Doing Your Rounds
We Followed Him
Just A Silhouette Figure Up Market Pass
Where The Headlamps Shine On The Broken Glass
We Followed Him
Over The Bridge By The Old Canal
Where The Shadows Dance On The Lighted Wall
He Stopped To Light Up A Cigarette
And We Dived Into A Doorway

No Police, No Summons, No Courts Of Law
No Proper Procedure, No Rules Of War
No Mitigating Circumstance
No Lawyer's Fees, No Second Chance

There Are Lasses Getting Trouble On Their Own Home Beat
There Are Old Folk Battered In The Open Street
In This City Of Ours
There Are Eyes That See But Say Nothing At All
There Are Ears That Hear But They Don't Recall
In This City Of Ours
So We Followed Your Man Back To Your Front Door
And We're Waiting For You Outside
'Cause Not Everybody Here Is Scared Of You
Not Everybody Passes On The Other Side

No Police, No Summons, No Courts Of Law...

And We Could Spent Our Whole Lives Waiting
For Some Thunderbolt To Come
And We Could Spent Our Whole Lives Waiting
For Some Justice To Be Done
Unless We Make Our Own

No Police, No Summons, No Courts Of Law...

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Pain, makes me stronger
Everyday
Life is chaos
You gotta deal with it

Expressing my agressions
Through confusion
Face reality
Nothing is like it used to be

Don't tell me I don't know
You don't live in my war
Revolt and anger
I won't take it anymore

Dont' get me wrong
You don't know where i'm from
Dont' get me wrong
You don't know where i'm from
Don't get me wrong
It's been a painful way
Don't get me wrong
You wouldn't understand

Soul
Mind
Fist

Soul
Mind
Fist

Soul
Mind
Fist

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