Golpe Tras Golpe

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Volvió la pesadilla, vuelve el miedo. De la paranoia, nacen sus recuerdos.
La caza de las brujas, nunca jamás terminó, condenados a su hoguera, para que se abrasen.
Otra ofensiva, otro pisotón, golpe tras golpe, el muro cayó.
No somos ángeles, no creemos en su cielo.

Instaurar el miedo a lo diferente y a la excepción ha sido un recurso constantemente utilizado por el poder. Pues en nombre de la democracia se han eliminado enemigos, en nombre del fascismo, se ejecutaba a la resistencia, en nombre del comunismo, se hacía desaparecer a la disidencia, en nombre de la religión, se purgaba a los herejes... No somos ángeles ni demonios, no creemos en su cielo ni en su infierno. Y golpe tras golpe, tras la brecha, la luz.

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BLOW AFTER BLOW
The nightmare is back, the fear returns. From paranoia, their memories are born.
The witch hunt never ended, they’re condemned to their bonfire, to be burned.
Another offensive, another stomp, blow after blow, the wall fell down.
We aren’t angels, we don’t believe in their heaven.

Establishing the fear of what is different and exceptional has been a constant resource used by the power. Thus in name of the democracy, enemies have been eliminated, in the name of fascism, the resistance was executed, in name of the communism, the dissent were made disappear, in name of the religion, the heretics were purged... We aren’t neither angels nor demons, we don’t believe neither in their heaven nor in their hell. And blow after blow, behind the gap, the light.

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from EL LEGADO DE LA BARBARIE, released February 29, 2016

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