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Tales From The Last Generation

by Adrenalized

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WE LIVE IN THE OMINOUS PRESENT OF AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE. WE ALL HAVE ALREADY BET AND WE ARE ALONE TO FACE THE TEST. APOCALYPSE IS SOON. SO LISTEN TO THE PROPHETS AND THE WISE. (AS) BOMBS ARE FALLING FROM THE SKY, AN EVERYDAY MADNESS' WHAT WE DESERVE. YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT TO PRAY (PRAY FOR) 'CAUSE YOU KNOW YOU’RE THE REAL GUILTY. YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT TO PRAY (PRAY FOR) YOUR HEART’S FILLED WITH HATE FOR HUMANITY. DESTRUCTION. WE ALL KNOW THAT IS THE ONLY SOLUTION SO THAT WE CAN REBUILD OUR OWN TOMORROW. LISTEN TO THE WISE: BOMBS ARE FALLING FROM THE SKY EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY.
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Eyeless Men 02:28
LOOK AT ME. LOOK ME IN THE EYES BEFORE YOU HIT ME. I FEEL SCARED, MY ENDING IS TOO NEAR. INSANITY, THAT’S HOW I CALL THAT NOW I AM HANGING UP WHILE I BLEED. (I) SEE MY PARTNERS’ THROAT CUT BY YOUR KNIFE, CAN’T STOP THIS AGONY. LOOK AT ME. LOOK ME IN THE EYES BEFORE YOU KILL ME. I FEEL SCARED, MY ENDING IS TOO NEAR. EYELESS MEN JUST THINK THE DARKNESS’ FAIR. EYELESS MEN DON’T HAVE A SHRED OF GUILT. THEY THINK THEY’RE RIGHT, THEY'RE OUT OF MIND, (THEY) DON'T NEED A BANDAGE TO BE BLIND. EYELESS MEN JUST THINK THE DARKNESS‘ FAIR.
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THE UNDEFEATABLE FISTS OF EVIL FALL UPON OUR HEADS, CONTROLLED BY FOUR. THEIR EAGERNESS, OUR DOWNFALL, THEIR INTENTION IS CLEAR. SO, WHAT'S THE OPTION TO CHOOSE IF WE CAN'T ANSWER TO THE QUESTION OF WHO OUR ENEMY IS? (THAT) CAN MEAN ONLY ONE THING. UNLESS YOU WANT TO PULL THE ROPE THAT HOLDS YOUR NECKLACE ATTACHED TO THEIR IRON HAND, UNLESS YOU WANT STARVATION AT HOME, IS YOUR DUTY TO RESIST. 'CAUSE THAT'S THE ONLY OPTION YOU HAVE TO CHOOSE IF YOU CAN'T ANSWER TO THE QUESTION OF WHO YOUR ENEMY IS (THAT) CAN MEAN ONLY THAT WE HAVE FAILED TO SEE THROUGH SHADOWS, WE HAVE TAKEN THE BAIT. BUT WHEN WE OPEN OUR EYES WE PREFER SLAVERY. WE SHALL PREVAIL, WE MUST TAKE DOWN THE EMPIRE OF THE GREEDY. THOSE WHO ARE THE GIANTS NOW SHALL ALWAYS REGRET THIS INFAMY. SO, WHAT'S THE OPTION TO CHOOSE IF WE CAN'T ANSWER TO THE QUESTION OF WHO OUR ENEMY IS? (THAT) CAN MEAN ONLY IS OURSELVES.
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AGAIN, (IT) CAN'T BE OTHER WAY; FOR ME THE COLOR BLUE IS THE NUMBER THREE. (THE) 'B' NOTE'S A RHOMBUS. POORNESS SHARPENS MY MIND. IN MY MEDICATED NIGHTS (MEDICATED NIGHTS) "ADRIFT ON THE OCEAN" SOUNDING LOUD. POORNESS SHARPENS MY MIND. I'M THE ASHES OF THE K-FOUNDATION’S MILLION POUNDS (BUT) THE FLAME'S STILL BURNING. CASTAWAY. I'M THE LAST MAN STANDING HERE. FEELS LIKE I'M FAR AWAY, BUILDING MY OWN CITIES FROM THE BLUEPRINTS. (I) SEE THE CLOSED WINDOWS IN THE SKY, I CAN'T EVEN BREATHE. PLEASE LET LIGHT ENTER IN MY ROOM. MEDICATED NIGHTS. I SEE MYSELF BETWEEN THE SHADOWS. POORNESS SHARPENS MY MIND. IT'S ME AGAINST ALL, ALL BY MYSELF AND I HAVE NO HOPE. (I) SEE THE CLOSED WINDOWS IN THE SKY, I CAN'T EVEN BREATHE, PLEASE LET LIGHT ENTER IN MY ROOM RIGHT BEFORE I DIE. BEFORE I DIE.
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NOW WE CAN’T EVEN FEEL SAFE AT HOME. AN INVISIBLE THREAT IS CONSPIRING AGAINST US AS A MICROSCOPIC STRESS. FAKE DOSES OF HOPE INJECTED IN OUR BLOOD. WE FEEL FRAGILE, WEAK, ALONE. (WE’RE) LIVING BUBBLES BOUND TO EXPLODE. IS THE SAME OLD STORY, SAME LESSON FOR EACH SHOT: LOCK YOUR DOORS AND LOAD YOUR GUNS. NEXT ONE CAN BE YOU. AND THAT'S THE WAY WE ACT THESE DAYS. WE CAN'T TRUST ANYONE. THERE’S NO PEACE LEFT IN OUR HEARTS, WE HAVE A WAR INSIDE. DON'T YOU SEE THIS IS NOT RIGHT? WE'RE LIVING IN THE SICK CULTURE OF FEAR. BELIEVE OR NOT, IS TRUE: (THIS) IS A SUICIDE FOR YOU.
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BLACK COVERALL, TRUNCHEON AND SHIELD, A CLOWN'S GEAR IS ALL THEY WEAR. NO RED HELMETS. FIGHT FOR OUR RIGHTS, BRUTAL CHARGES, TERRORISM LINKED, NO WAY TO PROTEST. NO RED HELMETS. RIOT DEATH. A.C.A.B.
7.
WHY DO SOME PEOPLE SAY THAT OUR FATE IS WRITTEN? THAT THIS SCRIPT IS ALREADY READ AND THAT THE DIE IS CAST? WHY DO WE ALL BLINDLY BELIEVE WHAT THEY TELL US 'BOUT YOU AND ME IF ONLY WE KNOW HOW GOOD WE ARE AND HOW WE WANT TO LIVE? OUR ROLE IS SIMPLY CLEAR AND WE SADLY ACCEPT IT, DON'T YOU SEE? IS BETTER TRYING NOT TO BE OUT OF TUNE, "WHAT WILL PEOPLE SAY?" WE WORK FOR PEOPLE THAT WE HATE, OUR VALUE IS BEING SQUANDERED. WE HAVE EVERYTHING TO SAY AND EVERYTHING TO GAIN. SAY LOUD AND CLEAR THAT WE ARE HERE. WE LIVE IN FEAR, THAT'S FOR SURE, (WE) RESIGN OURSELVES TO BEING USED AS INERT MATTE-PAINTINGS WITH NOTHING TO SAY EVEN IF IT'S TRUE. WE ARE THE CHROMA-KEY, THE DRAMA STARTS, THE AUDIENCE'S HERE. THE ROLE IS CLEAR; WE SADLY ACCEPT IT. I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU, BUT I THINK THAT'S ENOUGH COMPLAINTS. DON'T HIDE BEHIND THE EXCUSE OF "I CAN'T CHANGE A THING". WHY DO WE ALL BLINDLY BELIEVE WHAT THEY TELL US 'BOUT YOU AND ME? THERE'S NOT A BANDAGE ON OUR EYES. WHY DO WE ALL BLINDLY BELIEVE? WE WORK FOR PEOPLE THAT WE HATE. OUR VALUE IS BEING SQUANDERED. WE HAVE EVERYTHING TO SAY AND EVERYTHING TO GAIN. SAY LOUD AND CLEAR THAT WE ARE HERE. THE DRAMA STARTS, THE AUDIENCE WAITS. SAY LOUD AND CLEAR THAT WE ARE HERE.
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Dead Inside 01:55
JUST A FEW MOUSETRAP SURVIVORS ARE COMING BACK FOR ANOTHER DOSE. FEEL THE TASTE OF DECADENCE, SWALLOW IT, SIT DOWN, ENJOY THE SHOW “FAMILY VALUES", AS SEEN ON TV. POCKETS FULL AND EMPTY SMILES. THE MALL IS DEAD, THE MALL IS DEAD INSIDE. DEAD INSIDE. IS DEAD INSIDE. THEY'RE SINKING IN THE QUICKSANDS, JUST REFUSING MODERN AGE, CRYING ON THEIR OWN LIKE AN OLD KING SITTING ON THE THRONE. THEY’RE PLAYING THE LAST CHORDS OF A CREEPY OLD SAD SONG. DEALING WITH THE DEMONS, DEMONS FROM THE PAST.
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WHO THE HELL GAVE YOU THE PERMISSION TO PLAY WHAT I WROTE? YOU DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND IT, YOU'RE JUST A BAD JOKE. YOU'RE MASS PRODUCED. YOU LEAVE IN MY TONGUE THE TASTE OF THE END. YOU'RE MASS PRODUCED. THE END OF (THE) SCENE YOU PROUDLY TALK ABOUT. YOU ARE IMMORAL MOTHERFUCKERS. YOU THINK OUR PROJECT'S YOUR CATWALK? LIVING-SLOGAN, YOU'RE A HEADLINE WITH NO SENSE. FUCK YOU! DID YOUR MOM UNDERSTAND THE PATCH SHE SEWED YESTERDAY? THE T-SHIRTS SHE BOUGHT YESTERDAY? THERE'S MORE INK IN YOUR ARMS THAN IN THE SONGS YOU'LL NEVER WRITE. DOES YOUR HAIRDRESSER KNOW WHAT HARDCORE MEANS? YOU ARE JUST A PARODY OF YOURSELF. WHERE WILL YOU GET SOME MORE CLICHES? YOU ARE JUST A LAME STEREOTYPE. DO YOU THINK OUR PROJECT'S YOUR CATWALK?
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SO, WHAT DID HAPPEN TO THE HUMAN TREATMENT? I CAN'T REMEMBER WHERE WE LEFT THE COURTESY, RESPECT AND COURTSHIP. WE MAY START OVER FROM SCRATCH. SUNK IN A MODERN STORM THAT ONCE WAS A SIMPLE CLOUD. DOGMATIC INJECTIONS FLOOD OUR LUNGS. WE ARE TOGETHER WITHOUT REALLY BEING. NOW THERE IS NOTHING YOU DON'T KNOW 'BOUT ME. LIKE ARGUS, YOU KNOW THAT I'M HIDING, NO MATTER WHERE OR HOW FAR. WE'RE FRIENDS OF SOME INERT SCREENS, WE DROOL ON THE KEYS. EMPTINESS, PROFOUND INDIFFERENCE, IS WHAT I SEE ON YOUR FACE. WE'RE LONELY, WHEN TALKING MAKES NO SENSE IS TIME TO DESTROY THE FENCE. SO, WHAT DID HAPPEN TO THE HUMAN TREATMENT? INTIMACY SOLD, MEANINGS LOST. WE'RE DYING FROM INFOXICATION. OUR DESTINY'S A GORDIAN KNOT. WE'RE FRIENDS OF SOME INERT SCREENS, WE DROOL ON THE KEYS. EMPTINESS, PROFOUND INDIFFERENCE, IS WHAT I SEE ON YOUR FACE. WE'RE LONELY, WHEN TALKING MAKES NO SENSE IS TIME TO DESTROY THE FENCE. FORGIVE ME, THE PANIC GREW. DID THE RESPONSIBLES PAY WHEN THE SCREAMING BEGAN? PRIME MINISTER CALLOW PAID WHEN THE SCREAMING BEGAN. EMPTINESS, PROFOUND INDIFFERENCE, IS WHAT I SEE ON YOUR FACE. WE'RE LONELY, WHEN TALKING MAKES NO SENSE IS TIME TO DESTROY THE FENCE. FORGIVE ME, THE PANIC GREW. DID THE RESPONSIBLES PAY WHEN THE SCREAMING BEGAN? FORGIVE ME, THE PANIC GREW. DID THE RESPONSIBLES PAY WHEN THE SCREAMING BEGAN?
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WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SEE IF MY EYES ARE BURNING? WHEN I FEEL THE STORY HAS CHANGED; ALMOST NOTHING IS TRUE. SEE MY FORMER COMRADES ARE KIND OF GROWN UP. THEY'RE EMPTY SHELLS NOW, ONCE FULL OF HOPES. ENDLESS NIGHTS ARE FOR THEM RELICS FROM THE PAST. SOME ARE WEARING COSTUMES, OTHERS LOST THEIR WAY, CRAWLING IN THE ASHES THAT THEY CALL A STAGE. THE WHEEL KEEPS ON TURNING, BUT THE HAMSTER'S DEAD. 'CAUSE NO-ONE WILL BE SAVED, IT'S UP TO YOU WHEN TO CROSS THE LINE. A NETWORK IS CREATED BY LOTS OF PEOPLE ASKING WHY. WHY TRUST IF WE ARE SLAVES OF THIS UNCERTAIN LIFE OF DIRTY CLOTHES, COLD FOOD, NO CASH, NO GAS? SLAVES OF THIS UNGRATEFUL LIFE, AND WE ALL KNOW THERE IS NO WAY BACK. 'CAUSE NO-ONE WILL BE SAVED, IT'S UP TO YOU WHEN TO CROSS THE LINE. A NETWORK IS CREATED BY LOTS OF PEOPLE ASKING WHY. WHY TRUST IF WE ARE SLAVES OF THIS UNGRATEFUL LIFE OF DIRTY CLOTHES, COLD FOOD, NO CASH, NO GAS? SLAVES OF THIS UNGRATEFUL LIFE, BUT AFTER ALL TOGETHER WE STAND.
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IS 20 YEARS NOW SINCE WE THE CHOSEN ONES SET OFF IN THE QUEST OF THE NEW EDEN PRIME. LOOKING FOR ANOTHER PARADISE TO INFEST AND, UP FROM HERE WE COME TO SEE THE TRUTH. BUT THEY ALL WILL REMAIN BLIND, IN THE IGNORANCE, HOPING ONE DAY THE LORD WILL SEND A SIGN. WE LET OUR FOREBEARS BACK, HOPING THEY WILL LAST, DREAMING OF THE LIVES THAT THEY NEVER HAD. THEY WILL VANISH IN THE HAZE. ONE STEP FORWARD, TWO STEPS BACK INTO THE DARK. TALES FROM THE LAST GENERATION, TALES MADE OUT OF GRIEF. (WE) GO BACK TO THE START. “OPERATION EXODUS” BEGAN. THE ETERNAL VICTIM WILL PREVAIL AND OUR ANGRY EARTH WILL LAY WASTE TO GODS, IDEOLOGIES AND FLAGS. THEY WILL SINK INTO THE ABYSS OF OBLIVION. “NOW I UNDERSTAND” SAID THE LAST MAN. WE WILL VANISH IN THE HAZE. ONE STEP FORWARD, TWO STEPS BACK INTO THE DARK. TALES FROM THE LAST GENERATION, TALES MADE OUT OF GRIEF. (WE) GO BACK TO THE START. “OPERATION EXODUS” BEGAN.

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THIS ALBUM WAS RECORDED AT: IRATXE STUDIOS BY ADRENALIZED

MIXED AND MASTERED BY LOLO AT CORSARIOS STUDIOS. CONTACT: RUIZ.MANUEL.84@GMAIL.COM


ALL SONGS WRITTEN BY: ADRENALIZED

GUEST VOCALS IN "CRAWLING IN THE ASHES" BY: ÉTIENNE DIONNE (MUTE)

ARTWORK BY: ADAM ALBRECHT'S PAINTINGS MODIFIED BY ANDER XABIER

ADRENALIZED IS:

-LOLO: GUITAR
-ANDER: GUITAR & MAIN VOCALS
-JOSU: BASS & BACK VOCALS
-IRI: DRUMS & BACK VOCALS

THIS ALBUM WAS CO-RELEASED BY:

-EATING SHIT RECORDS (ESP):
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-LA HUMANIDAD ES LA PLAGA (ESP):
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-DISCOS RAYADOS (ESP):
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-FUSA RECORDS EUROPE (CZE):
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-CHAOS 666 (ESP):
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-CAN’T SLOW DOWN RECORDS (NL):
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JAPANESE EDITION OF THIS ALBUM WAS RELEASED BY:

-BELLS ON RECORDS (JAP):

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-EFFERVESCENCE RECORDS:

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LIMITED CASSETTE EDITION WAS RELEASED BY:

-TALAIA RECORDS
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released July 12, 2013

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Adrenalized Donostia San Sebastián, Spain

Fast Melodic Hardcore from The Basque Country

- LOLO: GUITAR

- ANDER: GUITAR & MAIN VOCALS

- JOSU: BASS & BACK VOCALS

- IRI: DRUMS & BACK VOCALS
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