THREAT OF RIOT
SEASONS - CD
 
Nuovo cd per le ex-Brigate Rozze da Roma, ma che con le BR non hanno più niente a che fare: abbandonato l'oi-punk e abbandonato il vecchio nome, i cinque ci minacciano con 9 pezzi sulla scia del nuovo sound (già sentito sullo split EP coi Boils): old school hardcore tarellato a mille, cantato (urlato) in inglese a due voci maschile e femminile, strillate fino alla nausea sfiorando il crust. E' un'altra parte della do it yourself worldwide conspiracy, che vede la partecipazione di ben 18 etichette!!!
New cd for the ex-Brigate Rozze from Rome: abandoned the old name as the old oi-punk sound, they threat us with their ultrafast old school hardcore with double m/f screaming vocals. Nine tracks singed in english. This is another part of italian diy conspiracy, as usual at a very lo-price.
 
Smartz #18 - CD 2002 - buy
 
 
Lyrics:
 
01. MY OWN HELL
 
Time for reflection passed away,
Burned up like a candle
Now alone with myself
A step through my future, a step from the past
 
What happened to me? I can't realize, it was so fast
I changed my values, my friends,
I changed them to create my own hell, my personal illusion
Sucked back to pain again
 
Appareance was made of happiness
Appareance is not reality
Changing my times, having good times
It's never too late
 
 
02. INK FOR BLOOD
 
It spreads out from inside
Scream of anger from your skin
Ancient message that survive
Ink for blood
In my heart, in my soul
Several ways to express ideas,
To communicate my feelings,
The hardest one that time can't delete
It's mine, it's my blood that turns to ink
It will be with me
It will be on me
It express what i am
   
 
03. MY GENERATION
 
My generation failed
In reaching the objectives
Trashing out our goals
Hard to believe
 
My generation
 
You were here to bring knowledge
A whole new lifestyle spreading out,
Face injustice, giving voice
It wasn't enough
 
Who stands for a concept?
Mother earth is suffocating
Insulted, tortured by
My generation's mediocrity
 
My generation failed
In fighting at those who still
humiliate intelligence
Hard to believe
 
My generation
 
 
04. HC BROTHERHOOD
 
Do you believe?
 
It's a many people story, common people like you,
with an aim to reach
we fall divided, we stand united a reason more
to make a strong brotherhood standing by our thoughts
 
Rit:
we just believe in
we just fight for
It might seem ordinary, many people already said it
Inciting union which has never been
Hardcore brotherhood!
 
I care about my scene,I'm just one of the many
Not different from others
But I want, I really want, and I'm fighting for a stronger union
And when i talk 'bout hardcore i don't mean few people
But I talk about you! You! Just you!
 
Rit.
 
Hardcore Brotherhood (x3)
 
Do you believe?
 
 
05. THEIR POWER
 
I've seen a boy like you follow the way of drugs
He chose his path, he worked it out
I've heard him crying when he saw his ambitions falling down
 
As you can't scream if you havent voice
In the same way you can't fight withouth hands,
Your hands is your head, your head is your life
Never forget that is not allowed to give up, never.
 
Your ignorance is their force, your weakness is their power
Every beat of your heart is a shoot to them
Your enemies, the ones that wait the faitness sound of your voice
 
 
06. MY LIFE
 
Original version by This Side Up
 
 
07. A CHOICE
 
Sit at the table and use your brain
Go vegetarian, it's a choice of life
The meat that you eat is smelling of death
Go vegetarian, it's our way!
 
There was a time of my life in wich i was so self destructive
I didn't care 'bout myself, how i could 'bout other lives?
Now i try to think before eat(ing), before action!
 
Now it's time to raise our voice
Against bulling of animals
The meat that you eat is smelling of death
Go vegetarian, go come on!
 
Rit.
We just say "Respect"
For other forms of life,
We just want "Respect"
Try to use your brain,
We just need "Respect"
It's just our way,
We just say "Respect"
For others forms of life
 
 
08. RECLAIM THE STREETS
 
Keep on fighting!
Criminal justice
Keep on fighting!
Reclaim the street
 
There's a need to squat!
We must oppose those who fight our lifestyle
There's a a need for protest!
It's time to have a criminal offence
 
there's a need for open spaces!
fuck your fuckin prejudice, fuck your fuckin cares
there's a need to be heard!
It's no time for tollerance, screaming against walls
 
I've never believed in what you say to me,
but when i try to understand i cannot believe in
i think is not only need to be free
'cause your jail is open for me
 
Keep on fighting!
Criminal justice
Keep on fighting!
Reclaim the street
Keep on fighting!
Criminal offence
 
 
09. CATCH THE SENSE
 
Every day of my life, every single day of my life
i've tried to catch your sense of respect
I've tried to get the point of your words
I've tried to understand
What's wrong and what's right
Now, i respect who respect me
 
I respect the one who respects me
the one who deserves my sympathy
Cause i don't give what I have for free
 
I respect who respects me
They just want you to believe
In something that is not real
 
Open your eyes and use your mind!
Get your own choices and fight
Choose your friends, respect them
 
Here it is what i mean to be concrete,
No words, no abstractions, what is going to remain?