Send "Implore The Darken Sky (Classical Version)" Ringtones to Cell

Abandonment, you've taken all I've given here's no haven anymore, prepare
myself for falling. I'm drowning, there is no hand to reach for me. So
starving, no noble mind will feed me, will anoint my aching wounds. Now I'm
on my knees, petitioning your false deity, crying and begging, no anwser
will be given. Broken down before a false divinity. Then I saw the lies, I
know the truth at last. I won't implore this darken sky, never awaiting a
cure, won't listen to your melodies, this lie will not be lived. It's all in
me, all I'll ever need, I'll rise again, no more Abandonment stronger than
ever before, stronger than you'll ever be

Send "The Few Upright" Ringtones to Cell

To see the world with sober eyes, if everybodies mind is paralyzed by
thumping lies. Looking in the face of their fake savior, this assassin of
humanity, without respect, without fear. Wee see the awful thoughts behind
his golden words, we hear the coming doom, there will be no paradise you'll
never rule the few upright, the few, who think and act. It's far beneath
this nation's dignity who walk the tyrant's way. Refuse to close our eyes,
refuse to follow them, never sacrifice our animus. We are no army they could
fight against; we are the poisoned youth, that still remembers liberty, that
still his thinking free. You didn't trample all the flowers before they
spread their seeds.

Send "The Dream Is Dead" Ringtones to Cell

One voice, one power, the people's will arose,
Slew the tyrant and burned his castles, brought down
A supreme blooded pestilence once more

Under the same dawn advocates of wealth and freedom spread their words like prophets do
Bring them down! Down to their knees! Down to this greed!

Fooling us again, while our screams not even silenced
This rage has been a weapon, but our hope will bring the doom
So many times I prayed:, so many times I died!

We burst the chains
And now we should be on our own, but the fear of tomorrow
Will drive you to their arms again

The golden age we're celebrating creeps out of the womb of the same old lie
A child of tyranny and hatred
A heaven for the chosen few

Send "Numbing The Pain" Ringtones to Cell

Dreams torn to pieces, broken like glass
Hope faded away, withered like leaves
Not knowing is blessing, ignorance the only protection

Nothing is numbing my pain
The fragments of my faith
Became the blade in my hand
Just darkness my eyes see
Pushed me to the end of all dead-end-streets

A curse - cannot lie to myself
I'm doomed - can*t silence my heart
Fear is the tool, conformity our medicine

Nothing is numbing my pain
The fragments of my faith
Became the blade in my hand
Just darkness my eyes see
Pushed me to the end of all dead-end-streets

How can I smile as this age dies, like everybody else
Dancing around the fire, that burns this world
the fire, that burns this world

Cannot bend down, I would just break
I hate myself for playing their game
Parents poison their children, never teach them to question

Nothing is numbing my pain
The fragments of my faith
Became the blade in my hand
Just darkness my eyes see
Pushed me to the end of all dead-end-streets

If it only wasn't for this certainty in me
I am a giant in their tiny world

Send "No One Will Shed A Tear" Ringtones to Cell

No one will shed a tear
With frozen souls and darkened eyes
We`re marching to the point of no return
No sorrow strong enough to
Tear apart our bleeding hearts again

Not searching for a peace in heaven
No one will ever shed a tear
With my hands raised to the sky
We will not wait
For someone to decide
Our sorber minds
Will face this barren truth
Not longing
For a distant paradise

This is the final levy
From bleeding hands
They will receive the final stroke
From dying voices
They will hear
The curse we whisper
While marching forward
Without intermission
And tearing down the halls of the extortioner

Send "The Fire" Ringtones to Cell

The grass is green today, here where my brothers lay. Buried in this goddanm
ground, where I lost my life forever too. How can it be? - the sun, it
shines today over fieds and hills - where we lived in the mud, where we
heard the thunder we met the beast of mandkind - as we arched into the fire.
No light, no wind, no calm - It was no place on earth at all. One by one my
comrades died, sacrificed in the battle of brothers. Thrown into the fire -
to make a few meters of land. We left our homes with a smile, as we arched
to the music - as we said farewell to our beloved, we felt like heroes so
high awaited glory and honor - became cheap canonfodder instead the few, who
returned are broken forever rain washed away our blood - our cries gone with
the wind but forever in my head, My soul has burned in the fire, I had the
hell on earth. Will you remember?

Send "The Weapon They Fear" Ringtones to Cell

Words, these words of freedom;
A bequest, never to be silenced.
A bequest, never to be silenced... silenced...

In this world of lies, the truth - it means resistance;
To make the masses see and sense their needs.

He healed so many aching hearts, and wounds.
And threw back the baseness - back to where it came from.

Aspired from the middle, of his brothers;
Charged this suffering and oppression.
One single voice became a storm.
His words and melodies - the weapon they fear, the weapon they fear...

Threw back the baseness - back from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came... from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came.

A bequest, never to be silenced...

Nobody's chosen to suffer.
Nobody's destined to rule.
Gagged his mouth but not his songs, the songs we sing.
Fettered his hands,
But not, not these words he wrote:
These songs we'll sing!
These songs we'll sing!
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came...


["Silence and screams are the end of my song." - Victor Jara.]

Send "The Only Truth" Ringtones to Cell

The,

Truth,

A generation raised in darkness
Controlled, polluted with the truth
A truth that blinds their view
Their ways and fates decided - implanted sorrows kill their needs, Their needs

A common way to happiness, but I never learned to myself
A common way to happiness, but I never learned to myself

Poets became silent,
While clowns arose and burned the books again
No thinkers daring vision grew,
Where Fears ran free and crippled human dignity
In the noise of unimportance
And stupidity the skeptic's whispers went unheard

A common way to happiness, but I never learned to myself
A common way to happiness, but I never learned to myself

Be sure, this storm will not drown my voice
Be sure, my hands will sow the seeds of reason
I'll never be a minor, I'll never be a happy slave
I'll never be a minor, I'll never be a happy slave... slave...

May this cold sever... sever my face
And my the pain weaken my fists
No inner strife will touch... touch me
The only truth is in my heart
The only truth is in my heart

Send "The Martyrs' Blood" Ringtones to Cell

Last words of confidence still penetrate the cannonthunder, so many daring
dreams will fall, the vision of a better world dies in the bombingrain. No
time to say farewell, the world shall hear about their fight. Betrayed by
spineless servants, conspiracies - so many heroes shot from behind. No
thoughts of giving in, no stampede - no more negotiating. This desesperate
fight will set a sing - they died with the gun in their hands. Time will
avenge one day. The sky is colored red by the martyr's blood, the same sky
under which. The victors marching in again, bringing back the slavery, the
oldest order, under rule again - it's been too early, but they shall rise
again. If it all came down to me, would I shed my blood for what I lived
for? Would I clench my fist until the last breath?

Send "The World's In Me" Ringtones to Cell

Deep inside my heart, where their reign will get no power. Where their
violence can not hurt me. I will breed the thoughts and ideals, that bring
them down, down to their knees. Their poisoned souls are wicked minds, these
eyes have seen the death of freedom, but no fist ever rose. This righteous
rage consumed by ignorance. Freedom - My heart is strong. One truth - I will
not fall. Passion - I'm not alone. Denial - Your lies will burn. My heart is
strong, I swear I will not fall. I'm not alone, I know we'll rise to bear
the worlds in us. They can't erase the world in me - too deep inside, too
strong in me. I'll bring it to life, more than just dreams. The vision that
keeps me upright their only truth will rot in peace, crack down their
ideals. I'll watch them burn, I'll see them fall.

Send "Voice Of The Voiceless" Ringtones to Cell

See them die!
They Die!

A rain of blood should cover our world
Stench and decay should be the only thing we sense
But hidden in the dark and erased from our heads
Barbarity and slaughter are everywhere
A contemptible ethic, a relict

For the weakest of the weak
For the lowest of the low
My voice for the voiceless
My fists for the innocent
the innocent
the innocent

Voice of the voiceless
Voice of the voiceless

On the edge of a new age this is still our dogma

For the weakest of the weak
For the lowest of the low
My voice for the voiceless
My fists for the innocent
the innocent

No grave for millions - tortured creatures,
But a common grave for our morals
This slaughter - an ethic I deny

See them die!
They die!

An archaic way of thinking, so monstrous and absurd

For the weakest of the weak
For the lowest of the low
My voice for the voiceless
My fists for the innocent

Send "Unleash Enlightment" Ringtones to Cell

Once risen from dark centuries
With inflamed hearts and noble minds
Driven by a vision of a glowing world

And lighted nations in freedom
Now blinded, chained and strangled.
Thrown into a dungeon of corruption

Our fathers wisdom lies

Mercenaries in a war against ourselves
A waste of precious blodd and dignity.
Petitoning dastardly idols
And following a godless saviour

Puppets of consumption unlearned creating
Puppets of consumption
A medacious wealth secured by silent slaves
Insane parents, mislead children raised to soldiers
Raised to soldiers.

Mercenaries in a war against ourseloves
A waste of precious blood and dignity.

Petitoning dastardly idols
And following a godless saviour
We let them come to power
Unless we unleash enlightment.

An ancient dogma builds new kingdoms

Mercenaries in a war against ourselves
A waste of precious blood and dignity.

Petitoning dastardly idols
And following a godless saviour
We let them come to power
Unless we unleash enlightment.

Enlightment!

An ancient dogma builds new kingdoms

Send "Tree Of Freedom" Ringtones to Cell

Kept away from daylight
Deprived from all the songs I loved
These walls may hold my body captive,
But my soul is attending every sunset
This is the hardest there was to walk,
But nothing I regret

Our death would only be the thing they're praing for,
Time won't force us to surrender,
Their crippled freedom is not the one we're longing for,
As all else failed we raised our fists and weapons,
Not born as soldiers, but driven to the end

These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence
And our scars shall be the seals of freedom
I know that time heals nothing
Never casting dwon my eyes before the tyrant's throne

I know that our screams will sound out to the world,
Our blood will be like water for the tree of freedom

These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence
These wounds will be like memories, cannot banish this idea
This idea will overcome all walls and fences
A young man's deeds became an old man's wisdom

Send "To Harvest The Storm" Ringtones to Cell

Risen from the ashes, the ashes of the dreams you burned
So many wars these eyes have seen
So many agonies my soul went through
I died with them so many years ago
Just in darkness my eyes see the world
There is nothing more to lose

Forlorn in desperation, the fruits of your power
A world of slaves and servants - the only aim to rule them all
Punishment to nonconformists, death and terror to the upright ones

Coups and interventions, nothing will be uncontrolled
My life against your reign
A final judgement will be given
You come with me, this is the end

A time will come for all of you
To harvest the storm
My blood will drown your flame of greed
The time has come for you:
To harvest the storm

No single tear, no single scream
A silent smile - the time is now
A moment of redemption
The time has come :
To harvest the storm

Send "Whatever It May Take" Ringtones to Cell

One by one they fall - and I just close my eyes. It won't be over soon - do
you regret this time? I thought so many things were certain. So many friends
turned to the ones I hate. You fade away forever - the hands of time. I
wanna see the things just how they are feel them, like a child would do.
Will this kid in me will survive this process? Narrowed minds - I'll burst
your mental chains even, if I'll live like them - my heart is free. I won't
become a tool, a puppet. I'll bite the hand that wants to feed me. My will
to live against your world of zombies. Blindfold the eye, that watches all
of us and even, if I live like them my heart is free. I'll never walk your
way - whatever it may take. You never break my will - whatever it may take.