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<\/center><\/p>\n1. The Unholy Spell<\/strong> When the sky turns black without a trace of light Reality’s the unholy spell I see pain and suffering everyday [ refr\u00e3o ]<\/em><\/p>\n Reality’s… Superiors smashing any focus of resistance [ refr\u00e3o ]<\/em><\/p>\n 2. Warmonger<\/strong> Tears of hate, blood in my hands Pain, death, mortal history Look the pain in my eyes A lot of money used to kill Words of command: Obey or die! Look the pain in my eyes 3. Spiritual Cancer<\/strong> Fire and Sulphur, reign of horror Feel my spiritual cancer Sitting on his throne is the lord of the flies Black sky, forgotten land Feel my spiritual cancer 4. Abduction Was The Case<\/strong> Cold night, dark road Dark figures, odd faces In the ship… nightmare Abduction was the case\u00a0[6x]<\/em><\/p>\n At the mercy of greys [Repete verso numero 1 e 3]<\/em><\/p>\n 5. The Host<\/strong> Maledictions, bad intentions, malpractice of the greys The host! Into the body, he waits quietly the time of the birth [ refr\u00e3o ]<\/em><\/p>\n Open your ears and listen to the sound These men in black, comprehension’s your lack Killing your victims, evil instinct, hate’s your desire 6. Area 51<\/strong> Feel a chill in the spine When they appear in the night Hidden files keep secrets that can’t be revealed [ refr\u00e3o ]<\/em><\/p>\n UFO! Disturbances in the night This is the area 51…<\/p>\n When they appear in the night 7. Welcome Home (The House Of Eternal Night)<\/strong> There’s a place where the night is eternal Welcome home ( The house of eternal night ) Freedom’s a forbidden word in this place [ refr\u00e3o ]<\/em><\/p>\n Extreme repugnance rules your sickening souls Hell on the earth, home of maledictions [ refr\u00e3o ]<\/em><\/p>\n 8. Under The Wings Of Empire<\/strong> Panzer division marching to kill Under the wings of the empire<\/p>\n Slaves in a factory called death Under the wings of the empire Fuhrer rules with iron hands Walk to death, cursed destiny Under the flag of the job and liberty Under the wings of empire\u00a0[bis]<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" THE UNHOLY SPELL – 2001 1. The Unholy Spell Letra: Vitor Rodrigues When the sky turns black without a trace of light Panic starts to domain this strange night And I feel fire in my brain Try to save this land in vain Everything on earth is clear Hypocrites screaming: “Doomsday is here!” Look into […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-110","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/torturesquad.com.br\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/110","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/torturesquad.com.br\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/torturesquad.com.br\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/torturesquad.com.br\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/torturesquad.com.br\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=110"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/torturesquad.com.br\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/110\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3692,"href":"https:\/\/torturesquad.com.br\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/110\/revisions\/3692"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/torturesquad.com.br\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=110"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nLetra: Vitor Rodrigues<\/p>\n
\nPanic starts to domain this strange night
\nAnd I feel fire in my brain
\nTry to save this land in vain
\nEverything on earth is clear
\nHypocrites screaming: “Doomsday is here!”
\nLook into my eyes…
\nYour fate is to die!<\/p>\n
\nListen to the final bell
\nReality’s the unholy spell
\nAnd this world’s a living hell<\/p>\n
\nHumans beings in deep decay and misery
\nIt’s hard to believe!
\nViolence in first degree
\nWhat can I say about peace in a world of pain?
\nWhere the population stands in disdain
\nPeople dying by starvation…
\nA land without salvation<\/p>\n
\nA living hell
\nSo follow…
\nMy unholy spell!!!<\/p>\n
\nUsing their habitual ignorance to kill
\nThis is the true ill!
\nA world in flames, their deepest will
\nMaximum violence is the only law
\nLike a razor blade cutting so raw
\nLook again to my eyes
\nNow you’re gonna die!!!<\/p>\n
\nLetra: Vitor Rodrigues<\/p>\n
\nDepraved minds hide the own ignorance
\nGhost of the past in a dark nightmare
\nRipping brain under the population’s stare<\/p>\n
\nOne more genocide, another tragedy
\nTensions and fears in the middle of war
\nI see my friends die! What’s the right law?<\/p>\n
\nNo one can see me cry?<\/p>\n
\nIgnorance is helping to make a bloody will
\nTelling lies in your military speech
\nI don’t believe in you… you great son of a bitch!<\/p>\n
\nThe circle never ends ’till the sign of demise
\nAngels of war spy your fate
\nTragic but true and the hell open your gates
\nWelcome!!!<\/p>\n
\nNo one can see me cry
\nLack of compassion and charity
\nCall you warmonger eternally<\/p>\n
\nLetra: Vitor Rodrigues<\/p>\n
\nEmpty doctrines feeding the tomorrow
\nBlack horizon with strange forms
\nRuins of death, desolation so worn
\nLeave your soul to rest in pain
\nInto the lake of fire… you are slain!
\nTears of blood fall on your face
\nYour dark spirit in an unholy embrace<\/p>\n
\nThis is my sickly manner<\/p>\n
\nHe gets a lot of names, here you come lie
\nDrinking the chalice of the human sores
\nWith your slaves and unholy whores<\/p>\n
\nHuman carcass rotting in the sand
\nAs the night rules eternally
\nThe evil grows in obscurity
\nKingdom of tolerance, dismal and vile
\nChambers of molestation of the king of wiles
\nThe dark side of the human soul
\nFallen angel are ready to go<\/p>\n
\nThis is my sickly manner<\/p>\n
\nLetra: Vitor Rodrigues<\/p>\n
\nStrange object starts to float
\nUnknown force carrying me
\nLights in the sky, shadows I see<\/p>\n
\nEyes so bright, alien race
\nParalysed by the fear
\nMy scream no one hears<\/p>\n
\nExperiences, voices in my head
\nTheir purposes no one knows
\nMisterious unknown<\/p>\n
\nIn my mind… I’m afraid!
\nStrange needles touch me
\nExcruciating reality<\/p>\n
\nLetra: Vitor Rodrigues<\/p>\n
\nMortal virus inside of us, proposital decay
\nHuman victims used to feed the alien embryo
\nSavage desire, born to torture, they live to kill<\/p>\n
\nWe are condemned!
\nThe host!
\nArisin’ insane!<\/p>\n
\nStart to grow, so slow, gainning shape and girth
\nIn few time, the host dies givin’ your place
\nSpreading pain, you are slain, here comes the disgrace<\/p>\n
\nSpreading a new diseases
\nDisciples in service of an unknown force
\nDanger to increase
\nFrom another space, watching your faces
\nDominion through the fear
\nWatching you and what you do
\nNothing is so clear<\/p>\n
\nHide your existence
\nEveryday… what they say
\nIs pure ignorance
\nIn Dreamland, I don’t understand
\nThey test without care!
\nBehind of the hills, landscape is so still
\nBut the truth is out there<\/p>\n
\nUnknown creature, another structure, hard to decipher
\nSee the death, the last breath, there’s no place to hide
\nBeware my friend, there’s an alien, by your side<\/p>\n
\nLetra: Vitor Rodrigues<\/p>\n
\nLost in this place called Dreamland
\nLights shinning in the sky
\nThings so strange to understand
\nTales of ET’s, spread in our minds
\nLies in high degree
\nRip the night like a sight with amazing velocity<\/p>\n
\nThe fear and the perplexity
\nWith your ships crossin’ the sky
\nBringing the old prophecy
\nFire, water, death, destruction!<\/p>\n
\nTales of aliens working with humans
\nIt’s to surreal!
\nBuilding a new technology
\nAdvanced memory, made by ET’s
\nA new way of life or this a new way to kill<\/p>\n
\nOwing to this new form of life
\nDivine gods from another space
\nOr black demons bringing disgrace!<\/p>\n
\nThe fear and the perplexity
\nWith your ships crossin’ the sky
\nThey are bringing the old prophecy…
\nProphecy!!!<\/p>\n
\nLetra: Vitor Rodrigues<\/p>\n
\nSpirits imprisoned to that living inferno
\nFeel the carried air pressing your chest
\nListen to the groans of the souls without rest
\nNightmares flowing with facility
\nThis is a terrible prison inside of me
\nHouse of the evil, violence is the law
\nChaotic reality touching on the open raw<\/p>\n
\nWelcome home ( You’ll never see the light )<\/p>\n
\nEvil lives here, hell face to face
\nHarmful thoughts and dark emotions
\nSpirits in black in eternal distortion
\nAnother world dominated by pain and by hate
\nAbysmal wish to flee, marked by lack of fate
\nA lost look inside these frozen walls
\nYour dignity… it will falls<\/p>\n
\nImpious minds in disgust like a viper in your hole
\nLand of depression where the human life isn’t
\nWorth what you eat
\nTorture through the fear and pain!
\nRebellions are so easy to… unleash!!!<\/p>\n
\nA lot of people living in terryifing condictions
\nLocked inside the walls of the fear and afraid
\nBad omens warning about a great disgrace
\nA perfect example of lack of sense
\nBloody stories ready to tell
\nFaces of death march to the rising hell<\/p>\n
\nLetra: Vitor Rodrigues<\/p>\n
\nBloody days… run to the hills
\nFeel the impact of the bombs in the land
\nAnd hear the song of the end
\nA lot of jews transported to hell
\nIn your eyes a silent yell
\nUnder the flag of superior race
\nAuschwitz-Birkenau… just disgrace<\/p>\n
\nAwful stench of burned flesh
\nGas chambers working everyday
\nScorching one by one total disarray
\nTrench of corpse rotting to the sky
\nPortrait of a mass homicide
\nAgony! Anguish! Nothing to feed
\nOld men, children dying by the breed<\/p>\n
\nWings of the empire
\nUnder the wings of…
\nWings of the empire!!!<\/p>\n
\nIn the name of the Deustchland
\nMade with blood and malevolence… goals!!!<\/p>\n
\nPile of deads, enormous butchery
\nA cold cruelty behind of the barbed wire
\nTorture! Humiliation! Meanness desires
\nDying vision, smell of demise
\nSeduced by slanders and his lies
\nThe open wound of stupidity
\nMonsters living your own monstrosity<\/p>\n
\nSoldiers in service of the tyranny
\nTry to make a new reich
\nRemember the holocaust, aching pride
\nWe don’t need a new genocide
\nWe don’t want to hear the battle cry
\nI reject your repressive way
\nI spit on your swastika… and in your face<\/p>\n