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CAMPO DE MAYO LYRICS
"Renewing the call for war" (2004 EP)
1. Intro
2. Past Proud Bloody Nights of Argentine
3. 30.000 - 0
4. The Glance of Astiz
5. Lonely Lion Rage (JRV)
6. Hateful Winds from the Southern Glaciers
1. Intro
2. Past Proud Bloody Nights of Argentine
A nation bleeding proudly in the cold hours of dawn
duly cruel leaders and men carrying out the dirty war
annihilating the resentful enemies of the land
executing the master plan under the black veils of the night.
Silent flights of death piercing the nocturnal skies
lonely screams of pain lulling the stars
in the centers of detention the victory was for the right
an eternal debt to the dictators and to their fucking great groups of tasks.
But the work of the armies dark remained unfulfilled
the defeated ones spread their venom writing the liar history
the unreflecting pitiful nation enriched the sons of the enemies
and now they rose again from the black pits of their damned mortality.
Renewing the call for war...
3. 30.000 - 0
In the depths of the waters the scum lies
resting in impetuous anarchy
but the lands cannot breathe purified
for venom still obstructs arteries.
A nation of a left-wing consciousness
and of a will of nothingness arises
unjust throats claiming in deceit and forgetfulness
for secret hands have blinded the eyes.
A weak liar democracy muzzling the voice of one side
new generations thrown into eternal rancor
just bars and hate to the bold defenders of the State
an ungrateful scorn to the victors of the land.
Now a young anger grows at this mass media activism
it is time to illuminate with fire the wicked lies
time to reivindicate the spurned leaders of the past
time to make the right bell roar again.
Thirty thousand - I laugh at them
thirty thousand - I laugh at HIJOS
thirty thousand - I laugh at the Mothers
thirty thousand - I laugh at them.
4. The Glance of Astiz
Cold glance of unshaken ice
condemning the herd of resentful ones
opening past and future wounds
with the knowledge of a knife.
Fierce angel of the scythe
who hid under a cunning mask
great warrior of an envenomed nation
treading the court with marble arrogance.
You are the best prepared technically
to reopen the roads to self-surpassing
while under your shadow cry the failed ones
which into the abysses of human misery forever fall.
5. Lonely Lion Rage (JRV)
With an iron hand and a tame man's mask
the son of winter ruled these lands
a feeble nation of apes resentful
unfit for the lion’s sovereignty and majesty
unfit for noble and royal wills like his
an ancient emperor deprived of glorious history.
The liar enemies didn’t let the blind understand him
and now the king rests forever in a cage
his crime was having greatness in a small nation
now forever shut up with his lonely lion rage.
Leading with eternal eyes the armies at his command
facing boldly the war like a king of old
hated now for having duty planned the spilling of blood
but rising again by the voice of me alone.
No matter what the unjust future may provide
you have a kingly place in immortality
the kneeling nation shall feed forever on lies
but the strong men shall hail you eternally.
6. Hateful Winds from the Southern Glaciers
I am the lone voice of the south
rising high my black banner of hate
I wrap myself in the tempests of night
my hands wield the thunders of rage.
Awakening the firm men of higher deeds
I blow the trumpet of eternal war
to refund the aristocracies and hierarchies of old
to give new rise to a truly thriving empire.
I call in sign of war and of wrath
I call to tread the false human equality
I call for the proud men of will and of strength
I call for the right of the nobler individualities.
The storms arise in the black horizon
my victor eyes are gleaming in the mist
I march ahead with the high standard of pride
although none shall ever dare to follow me.
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