Lápidas, tumbas

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lyrics

|Galego|

A arquitectura da negación
do individuo
agóchase en cada bloque
de formigón.
Flores, lápidas e tumbas;
asfalto, cemento e máis tumbas:
a lóxica macabra da urbe
sométenos a un proceso esquizo.
Todxs camiñamos rotxs.
Todxs vagamos con medo.
Todxs con fame.
Todxs famentxs.

Soterrándonos baixo pedras,
buscaron o noso silencio.
Elxs construíron os torres,
elxs erixiron os muros
das nosas
prisións
invisibles.
Cadeas
a ceo aberto.

Fixéronnos comer area
por tanto tempo...
que case
nos convertemos
en pedra.

Pero area non enche
e agora
vomitamos
tormentas.

A fame devora a cordura
e nós estamos famentxs.
Estamos famentxs.


|Castellano|

La arquitectura de la negación
del individuo
se esconde en cada bloque
de hormigón.
Flores, lápidas y tumbas;
asfalto, cemento y más tumbas:
la lógica macabra de la urbe nos somete
a un proceso esquizo.
Todxs caminamos rotxs.
Todxs vagamos con miedo.
Todxs con hambre.
Todxs hambrientxs.


Enterrándonos bajo piedras,
buscaron nuestro silencio.
Ellxs construyeron las torres.
Ellxs erigieron los muros
de nuestras
prisiones
invisibles.
Cárceles
a cielo
abierto.

Nos hicieron comer arena
por tanto tiempo
que casi nos convertimos
en piedra.

Pero la arena no sacia
y ahora
vomitamos
tormentas.

El hambre devora la cordura
y nosotrxs estamos hambrientxs.
Estamos hambrientxs.

|English|

Tombstones.

The architecture
of the individual's denial
is hidden in every concrete block.
Flowers stones and tombs.
Pavements, concrete and more tombs.
The macabre logic of the city
dominates us and puts us though
a schizo process.
All of us are broken and wandering.
All of us walk with fear,
together with hunger.
All of us are hungry.

They buried us in stones,
looking for our silence.
They built the towers.
They built the walls
of our invisible
prisons.
Open
air
prisons.

They made us eat sand
for so long
that we almost turned
into stone.

But sand didn't fill us up
and now
we throw up
storms.

Hunger devours sanity.
And we're all so hungry.
We're all so hungry.

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from Demo MMXVII, released January 14, 2017

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