- 140 gr. brown splattered vinyl.
- Insert with lyrics.
- The side two contains our self-titled EP from 2012, 5 songs
previously released in CD, out of stock from a long time ago.
"Khmer" folder in music site @bandcamp for listening.
Includes unlimited streaming of Nubes que anuncian tormenta (side one)
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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lyrics
"Siente el dolor del que murió por ti".
Pobre infeliz si ese es tu salvador.
"¡Arrepentíos, arrepentíos!"
¿Es que no nos vamos a librar
de cargar con la maldita cruz?
Cuántas vidas más hay que arruinar;
cuántas...
A fuego grabado en las mentes:
la culpa, el pudor y la debilidad.
¡Prefiero enseñar antes los dientes!
Que se entierre en vida quien quiera creer,
dejadnos a los demás marchar en paz.
¡Queremos salir y respirar!
No hay oro que pueda saciar
la codicia en el reino de dios.
Cuánto más va a tener que llorar el pecador...
¿Por qué insistís en salvarme a mí?
No podréis imponerme un perdón
que no pedí.
El sol no sale en occidente,
lo tapa la sombra de la cristiandad,
y en la oscuridad todo huele a muerte.
Que se entierre en vida quien quiera creer,
dejadnos a los demás marchar en paz.
¡Queremos salir y respirar!
Sueño...
Sueño con ver a la humanidad
libre de esta enfermedad.
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Under the cross
"Feel the pain of the one who died for you"
Poor you if this is your saviour.
"Repent, repent!"
Are we not going to get free from
burdening with the damned cross ever?
How many lives must be ruined;
how many...
Seared in our minds:
the guilt, the shame and the weakness.
I prefer to show my teeth!
Bury yourself alive if you want to believe,
but let the rest to leave in peace.
We want to get out and breathe!
There's no gold enough to quench
the greed in the kingdom of god.
How long more should the sinner mourn...
Why do you insist on saving me?
You're not going to impose me
a forgiveness I never asked for.
The sun is not rising in the west,
it's hidden by the shade of christianity,
and in the darkness everything smells of death.
Bury yourself alive if you want to believe,
but let the rest to leave in peace.
We want to get out and breathe!
I dream...
I dream of seeing the human kind
finally free from this disease.
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