Metal for The People

"On the 22-year anniversary of the event that shocked the world & started a decades-long struggle where material objects outweigh human rights (as they usually do), we must remember all the innocent souls, whose opportunities and existence remain squandered by a blind, undying lust for greed and wealth. Some were propagandized, others were said propaganda’s prey. It doesn’t matter, it’s the ones at the top that could’ve stopped it, it’s the ones at the top who don’t stop it, & it’s the ones at the top who will never stop it. 70,000 Afghani and Pakistani innocent lives, gone forever. Every opportunity they had in life, completely wasted. One can only hope their souls live on. Art is the closest thing to our souls living on, as our works exist beyond ourselves, and our works are us".

https://torturegore.bandcamp.com/album/4-enduring-freedom

Went down a rabbit hole after listening to The Wonder Years' Stained Glass Ceilings, a song about racial injustice and police violence, which had a feature from Jason Aalon Butler that was fire as fuck. I had heard of letlive. but have never given them a chance. Saw that JAB is doing a solo rapcore project now, and it fucking slaps.

Go listen to FEVER 333.

“This all sits on the fucking footing and pillars of a very racist and capitalist system,” Jason says. “And they’re intertwined. It’s not like we have capitalism over here and white supremacy over here and tilted policy over here. They’re all the same thing. And I don’t think a successful bridge that we can cross has been built yet, because we’ve created this enemy that we’re not willing to fight. But the one thing that kept giving me inspiration to continue trying for this fight was knowing that maybe, just maybe, there’s other parents out there having the same conversation. I teach my children about consumerism, about overconsumption, about – in a very, very, very low level – Marxism. And at the end of the day, when I’m teaching them, I realise how simple it can be. Everybody deserves to be housed, everybody deserves to be cared for, and everybody deserves an opportunity to fit somewhere.”

“All love to them [the members of Roadrunner, former musical project], for real,” he states, “but when it came down to what I was saying and how I was saying it, there was dissonance. And what I realised as I started to dive further into my leftist learnings, is that we’re dealing with corporations that only give a fuck about the bottom dollar. I’m not saying that about the people on our team, I’m saying that the fucking Money God they answer to is a corporation, and these motherfuckers are always going to be on top. They ain’t never going to let you be on top of that dollar – even if you made all that money, even if your labour is what brought that. You’re propping up that system no matter what. They’re literally making money off of your fucking protest.”

"Welcome to the free world Where nothing's as it seems Tell me, can you find a cure When you can't see, and you can't feel the disease Can you seek a higher truth When you're living on your knees Where freedom grows from blood soaked soil In the lands of hypocrisy 'Cause if you can't see the chains tell me what use is a key It's cash, blood and oil, in the age of the refugee They're trying to buy our minds, we ain't selling Bang, bang, bang, hear they're nailing down the coffins"

"Fuck you to the red white and blue"

Feeling taken, God do I hate
Pinstriped, black‐tied, corporate minds that hate
All that they see fit to be theirs
Giving nothing except only to their heirs
Disease kills constantly, unseen
The rich pad their pockets, and fulfill their money schemes
Human waste, sucking off the cement
They beg, you see nothing, you’re too innocent.

All that you hold
If you owe, they have sold
Interest indeed
What I see is greed!

I profit off
All that you’ve got
Give it to me!

Others worse, they’ll fuck you with greed
Friendly investment on their minds, embezzling
Foolish suckers, you’re born every day
Use them, confuse them, and then they are kicked away
Rip you off for all that you’re worth
A quick scheme, your dreams are face down in the dirt
Bleeding hearts, they’ve got no conscience for you
Your luck, shit luck, you’re fucked, you’re through

All that you hold
If you owe, they have sold
Interest indeed
What I see is greed!

I profit off
All that you’ve got
Give it to me!

I know I’m not against a quick buck
Profit margin, I’d like to have one myself
But then, some scum, money is all that they want
Immaculate dreamland, for their needs they will rip you off
Give me cash, give me all that you’ve got
Fill my pockets, hand it over, do not conserve
Rich making poor is all I want to be
I profit, embezzle, cold cash for me!

All that you hold
If you owe, they have sold
Interest indeed
What I see is greed!

Sifting my hands, through the color, the money,
(I profit off)
The green I must see, only this is no dream
(All that you’ve got)
I'm no longer the scum on the street… not the bum
(Give it to me!)
That you scrape off your shoes as you turn!

He’s a rich, he smell of shit
He’s a rich, he has it all
He’s a rich, he doesn’t run for his life
He’s a rich, he can't sweat

The rich can’t live next to me
The rich can’t live with me
I won’t allow him,
I wanna kill the rich, he’ll die!

He’ll die! He’ll die!
He’ll die! He’ll die!

He’s got no money problems,
He’s got lots of cash
When he lost her money
Daddy pays

He’s got no money problems,
He’s got lots of cash
When he lost her money
Daddy pays

I’m your fear, I’m your pain
He can’t live, he must die
I’ll kill you ’cause I'm a poor

Kill the rich! Kill the rich!
Kill the rich! Kill the rich!

From album Dark Supremacy

Does anyone want any 🧀 with their metal?

Dorsal Atlântica - "Stalingrado" Letra e composição por Carlos Lopes. Dorsal Atlântica é Carlos Lopes - voz e guitarra; Cláudio Lopes - baixo; Hardcore - bateria.

Argumento - Carlos Lopes; Direção e edição: Frederico Neto; Fotografia e Câmera: Alexander Aguiar; Clipe produzido por Sangue Produções (2014)

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Not a fan of them usually, but psychedelic/stoner rock-style thrash could be cool if they develop it a bit.

My plan to save this site is to post constantly about metal and anime, attracting the key revolutionary demographic (which is not a thing, but go with me here), the internet nerd.

From their album titled "Devil Master."