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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


Third World Posse (1992)
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Land of anger,
I didn't ask to be born,
Sadness, sorrow,
Everything so alone,

Laboratory sickness,
Infects humanity,
No hope for cure,
Die by technology,

A world full of shit coming down,
Tribal violence everywhere,
Life in the age of terrorism,
We spit in your other face,

War of races,
World without intelligence,
A place consumed by time,
End of it all,

We're born,
With pain,
No more,
We're dead,
Embryonic cells,

Corrosion inside - we feel,
Condemned future - we see,
Emptiness calls - we hear,
Final premonition - the truth,

Land of anger,
I didn't ask to be born,
Sadness, sorrow,
Everything so alone,

Laboratory sickness,
Infects humanity,
No hope for cure,
Die by technology,

We're born with pain,
Suffer remains,
We're born with pain,
Suffer remains,
We're dead.

. . .


I don't want to think, give me balls, go with my friends
Can't come up with anything, my brain needs stimulation

Drug me, drug me, drug me, drug me

I'm so fucking tired, got it waiting for us, gotta stay
TV and girls, third world, make more to store

Drug me, drug me, drug me, look out

Drug me, with natural vitamin C
Drug me, with pharmaceutical speed
Drug me, with your sleeping pills
Drug me, with your crossword puzzles
Drug me, with your magazines
Drug me, with your fuck machines
All fake, fuck it away

Finally off to work, another potato-chip weekend
Go away, go away, leave me alone, can't see myself

Drug me, drug me, drug me, drug me

[Original lyrics off "Fresh Fruit For Rotting Vegetables" by DK (thanks Svein)]

[DRUG ME (Words and music: Jello Biafra)]

I don't want to think
Don't make me care
I wanna melt in with the group
I need the balls
To leap out of my shell
And let go with my friends

Can't come up with anything I want to do
I need a project I can finish
My brain needs some stimulation
DRUG ME
DRUG ME
DRUG ME
DRUG ME
DRUG ME

I'm so fucking tired
I gotta stay awake and get to work
I'm runnin' late
I gotta make it through the day
And make my time go by

TV and the stereo and girls are lots of fun
I want the max
I relate better loaded
'Gotta see that movie stoned'

DRUG ME
DRUG ME
DRUG ME
Drug me- with natural vitamin C
Drug me- with pharmaceutical speed
Drug me- with your sleeping pills
Drug me- with your crossword puzzles
Drug me- with your magazines
Drug me- with your fuck machines
With a fountain of fads
More rock and roll ads...
DRUG ME
DRUG ME
DRUG ME ME ME

Finally off of work
Unwind, and watch the ball game at the bar
Another potato chip weekend
Is here at last
Go away Go away Go away Go away
Go away
Leave me alone
So I can't see myself

DRUG ME
DRUG ME
DRUG ME
DRUG ME

. . .


Walking these dirty streets
With hate in my mind
Feeling the scorn of the world
I won't follow your rules
Blame and lies, Contradictions arise
Blame and lies, Contradictions arise
Nonconformity in my inner self
I won't change my way
It has to be this way
I live my life for myself
Forget your filthy ways
Blame and lies, Contradictions arise
Blame and lies, Contradictions arise
Nobody will change my way
Life betrays, but I keep going
There's no light, but there's hope
Crushing oppression, I win
Betraying and playing dirty, you think
You'll win
But someday you'll fall, and I'll be waiting
Laughs of an insane man, you'll hear
Personality is my weapon against your envy
Walking these dirty streets
With hate in my mind
Feeling the scorn of the world
I won't follow your rules
Nonconformity in my inner self
Only I guide my inner self

. . .


Total Eclipse Hides The Earth
The Night Of Doom Has Come
Antichrist Soldiers Are Proclaimed
To Send Souls To The Hell

Catastrophe And Destruction
Mankind Is Slaughtered Without Mercy
Suphul Clouds Are In The Air
Legions Winds Corrose The Universe

The Messiah, Redeemers Of Mankind
Chained In The Valley Of Hades
Crowds Blinded By Evil
Only Death Is Real
Total Destruction
Walls Of Churches
Stained By Blood
Altars Burning In The Flames
The Doom Cries Out For Insanity

The Nuclear War Announces The End Of The World
The Mankind Is Buried And Forgotten
Prophets Foresee The Doom
They Foresee The Triumph Of Your Death


. . .


I am the one Orgasmatron
the oustreched grasping hand
my image is of agony
my servants rape the land
obsequious and arrogance
clandestine and pain
two thousend years of misery
of torture in my name
hypocrisy made paramount
paranoia the law
my name is called religion
sadistic
sacred
whore

I twist the truth
I rule the world
my crown is called deceit
I am the emperor of lies
you grovel at my feet
I rob you and I slaughter you
your downfall is my gain
and still you play the sycophant
and rebel in your pain
and all my promises are lies
all my love is hate
I am the politician
and I decide your fate

I march before a martiant world
an army for the fight
I speak of great heroic days
of victory and might
I hold a banner drenched in blood
I urge you to be brave
I lead you to your destiny
I lead you to your grave
your bones will build my palaces
your eyes will stud my crown
for I am mars the god of war
and I will cut you down

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