Brutta
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1. |
Brutta
04:34
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Right here, twist the rest
Nothing to be
Right here, shedding skin
Nothing to see
Right here, come to me
Come to me
I am now what everyone will become
I am now what everyone will become
Right here, peeling
Creeping to be
Right here, mutating
Change into me
Right here, come to me,
Come to me
I am now what everyone will become
I am now what everyone will become
Brutta
Brutta
Right here, where you twist the rest
Theres nothing to be
Right here, where you fix what’s left
Theres nothing to see
Right here, come to me, come to me
I am now what everyone will become
I am now what everyone will become
Brutta
Brutta
Come to me, come to me
When you see my uniqueness as a virtue
Only then you will find comfort within
Be awake when I dismember you body
Only then I’ll let you remember it all
What everyone will become
Brutta
Brutta
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2. |
Mortem
04:07
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Deep disgust
With the smell of dying
Opened full of flies
Source of horror
Stares with black eyes
Faces, but no longer prevails
Look-out
The bloodthirsty shelters the murderer
The bloodthirsty shelters the murderer
There is no discord in disguise
Grows the rage to kill
Faces, but no longer prevails
Look-out
The bloodthirsty shelters the murderer
The bloodthirsty shelters the murderer
Deep disgust
With the smell of dying
Opened full of flies
Source of horror
Stares with black eyes
Faces, but no longer prevails
Look-out
The bloodthirsty shelters the murderer
The bloodthirsty shelters the murderer
Armed with decision
To drown its hate
Attacks at once
Breaking bones inside
Agonizing with pleasure
Confuses guilt and rancor
Collapse accurate stroke
Bones of the lower ones
Bones of the lower ones
Stacking chopped bodies
Dive into hands of blood
Mutilates at once
Braking bones inside
In front of the dead
After proper disposal
Collapse accurate stroke
Bones of the lower ones
Bones of the lower ones
Source of horror
Stares with black eyes
Faces, but no longer prevails
Source of horror
Stares with black eyes
Faces, but no longer prevails
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3. |
Frgmntd
03:54
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An imprecise cave
Full of depth
Opaque, taken, strangled
I'm compressed
With unreal spaces
Opaque, taken, strangled, crushed
It was dark I couldn't see
What I looked at was opaque
Taken, strangled
It was loose, I couldn't fix
What I looked at I couldn't put together
Taken, strangled, crushed
Broken pieces in mind
Living fragmented
Broken pieces in mind
Living fragmented
It was dark I couldn't see
What I looked at was opaque
Taken, strangled
It was loose, I couldn't fix
What I looked at I couldn't put together
Taken, strangled, crushed
Broken pieces in mind
Living fragmented
Broken pieces in mind
Living fragmented
F-R-G-M-N-T-D
F-R-G-M-N-T-D
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4. |
Bastardo
04:19
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Padre, figlio, spirito santo, amen
This is the church where we understand hunger
And god knows there are many hungry inside us
Praying blindly
Padre, figlio, spirito santo, amen
This is the church where we share the blame
And god knows how many guilty inside us
Praying blindly
Mass, priest, altar
Host, lies, heresy
Mass, priest, altar
Lost in folclore
There is no god
There is no god
Bastardo
Don’t infect my beliefs, hypocritical
Bastardo
If there is no god, your jesus is… pray son of a bitch
Padre, figlio, spirito santo, amen
This is the church where the bells remain silent
And god knows how many scream inside us
Praying blindly
Mass, priest, altar (I’m the heir)
Host, lies, heresy (I’m the heir)
Mass, priest, altar (I’m the heir)
Lost in folclore
There is no god
There is no god
Bastardo
Don’t infect my beliefs, hypocritical
Bastardo
If there is no god, oh jesus….
Through silence, sharing guilt of unspeakable truth
Through silence, sharing guilt of unspeakable truth
How can you believe in a folclore such as this one?
How can you devote your life to a fairy tale?
I’m sorry disappointing you, but there is no god
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5. |
Inferno
04:20
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The beast comes from non-solid places
Question non-own choices
The beast become solid ground
Complete existing madness
The beast seeks to destroy everything that moves
The beast seeks to destroy to dominate is all
This hating shadow
Nobody will see
While infiltrating
Inferno
When life acts wicked greater is evil
When life acts wicked greater is evil
The beast comes from non-solid places
Question non-own choices
The beast become solid ground
Complete existing madness
This hating shadow
Nobody will see
While infiltrating
Inferno
When life acts wicked greater is evil
When life acts wicked greater is evil
Evil… greater is evil…
Evil… greater is evil…
Death reacting life
Wandering pain
Endless dark mazes
Death reacting life
Losing memories of self
Death reacting life
Wandering pain
Endless dark mazes
Evil… greater is evil…
Evil… greater is evil…
Death reacting life
Wandering pain
Endless dark mazes
Death reacting life
Losing memories of self
This hating shadow
Nobody will see
While infiltrating
Inferno
When life acts wicked greater is evil
When life acts wicked greater is evil
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Cristus
03:41
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Sovereign why so much emptiness?
Sovereign why so much emptiness?
Hear me legion Cristus
Hear me legion Cristus
Hear me legion Cristus
Cristus
Once where the devil dwelt
You’re now no longer saluted
Hear me legion Cristus
Hear me legion Cristus
Hear me legion Cristus
Cristus
Once where the devil dwelt
You’re now no longer…
Once where the devil dwelt
You’re now no longer saluted
Sovereign why so much emptiness?
Sovereign why so much emptiness?
Sovereign why so much emptiness?
Hear me legion Cristus
Hear me legion Cristus
Hear me legion Cristus
Cristus
Once where the devil dwelt
You’re now no longer...
Once where the devil dwelt
You’re now no longer saluted
Bow to your doom
Bow to your death
Bow to your doom
Bow to your death
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7. |
Devon
03:51
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Let’s do it, kill!
For the sentimentalist there is no criminal
But only surroundings that did not provide
I’m no sentimentalist, I’m a criminal
The more I push these walls the more I long to hurt
Hurt
Think of me as a devastating threat
I don’t need to be punished but dispossessed
Don't notice if I feel comfortable
When kneading your brain and teaching monstrosity pain
To hurt
(Kill, kill, kill) Parish for deserters
(Kill, kill, kill) Patron of the insensitive
(Kill, kill, kill) Attribute of sociopaths
The more I push these walls the more I long to hurt
The more I push these walls the more I long to hurt
Walls of Devon
Boundaries of hell from within
Walls of Devon
Keeping you safe from me
I’m thinking of you
About your skull head
I imagine opening and crushing it
Kneading your brain and teaching monstrosity pain
To hurt
(Kill, kill, kill) Parish for deserters
(Kill, kill, kill) Patron of the insensitive
(Kill, kill, kill) Attribute of sociopaths
The more I push these walls the more I long to hurt
The more I push these walls the more I long to hurt
Walls of Devon
Boundaries of hell from within
Walls of Devon
Keeping you safe from me
I’m breaking free
Don’t mind looking back
I might find you someday
The more I push these walls the more I long to hurt
I’m no sentimentalist, I’m a criminal
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8. |
Limbo
04:36
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To those who remain outside the presence of death:
The dead don't make choices or follow patterns
The dead would rather crumble than give you what they see
One dies inside… Died!
The time has come to surrender
All you know is lost
No one cares as you can’t restore
What do you know beast?
All I know? all I know...
Oblivion
The time has come to surrender and lay down
Bend your knees for me
From up here I’m flammable, you can’t restore
What do you know beast?
All I know? all I know...
Oblivion
To those who remain outside the presence of death:
The dead don't make choices or follow patterns
The dead would rather crumble than give you what they see
One dies inside…
About to colapse, death is preferred to ruin
About to colapse, death is preferred to ruin
About to colapse, death is preferred
Burn
About to colapse, death is preferred to ruin
About to colapse, death is preferred
Burn
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Brutta São Paulo, Brazil
Blackened Death Metal.
About to collapse, death is preferred to ruin. Brutta, a
brutal and in-your-face version of obscure and wicked music.
Lineup:
Adriano Ribeiro (guitars, vocals)
Tom MacLean
(bass)
Gledson Gonçalves (drums)
"Brutta" mixed and mastered by Tom MacLean @ Twelve Tone Studio.
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