O novo albúm de Nine Inch Nails chama-se Year Zero e está quase á porta.....quem gosta, já devia saber, quem não gosta....um conselho.....afinem a porra dos ouvidos.....
Já ouvi duas pistas, que fugiram da jaula(hehe)
só posso dizer uma coisa....BRUTAL|!!!
Para já fiquem com as letras.....eu vou ouvindo as músicas mesmo!
"My violent heart"
"You and I, we may look the same 
But we are very far apart 
There's bullet-holes where my compassion used to be 
And there is violence in my heart 
Into fire you can send us 
From the fire we return 
You can label us a consequence 
Of how much you have to learn 
You can try but you'll never understand 
This is something you will never understand 
Can you hear it now? 
Hear it coming now 
Can you hear it now? 
On hands and knees 
We crawl 
You cannot stop us all 
Our bones, our skin 
We will not let you win 
You have set something in motion 
Much greater than you've ever known 
Standing there in all your grand naivety 
About to reap what you have sown 
Time will feed upon your weaknesses 
And soon you'll lose the will to care 
When you return to the place that you call home 
We will be there, we will be there 
On hands and knees 
We crawl 
You cannot stop us all 
Our blood will stay 
We will not go away 
On hands and knees 
We crawl 
You can not stop us all 
Our blood our ways 
Will never leave this place 
We crawl 
We crawl 
We crawl 
We crawl"
"Survivalism"
"I should have listened to her 
So hard to keep control 
We kept on eating but 
Our bloated belly's still not full 
She gave us all she had but 
We went and took some more 
Can't seem to shut her legs 
Our mother nature is a whore 
(chorus:) 
I got my propaganda 
I got revisionism 
I got my violence 
In hi-def ultra-realism 
All a part of this great nation 
I got my fist 
I got my plan 
I got survivalism 
Hypnotic sound of sirens 
Echoing through the street 
The cocking of the rifles 
The marching of the feet 
You see your world on fire 
Don't try to act surprised 
We did just what you told us 
Lost our faith along the way and found ourselves believing your lies 
(chorus) 
(cut-up speech) 
All bruised and broken, bleeding 
She asked to take my hand 
I turned, just keep on walking 
But you'd do the same thing in the circumstance 
I'm sure you'll understand" 
Já agora: agradecimentos alternativos ao Nuno.....
 
 
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