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INJUSTICE / DISASTERS

by Polair

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1.
Of Injustice 01:57
2.
White Song 02:17
All is about us our time, our situation your scene, your likes your social network your virtual friends 's life False ideas in real world let sink the truth Everyone is, everyone has Never resolve your views at risk of being tried like a black sheep Judge me come speak about it you'll refuse the truth Everyone is, everyone has Fuck your sad life with all your cubics opinions Fuck your communautarism Fuck your fucking weakness in front of the group have too much shit in your ears to listen to your heart Come speak about peace, equality with us come bring your shits about politic, vote and religion Bring the spoken of justice to talk about racism when you dont know speciecism This is our white song to wash your patience, provocation to preach your truths Fuck your fear of words all I fear is money
3.
Born Dead 04:02
I lived my life behind bars / from my birth till the death of ours Four dirty square meters / to share with my brothers In this overcrowding / everything lost it’s meaning. To avoid my self-harming / they cut nose, ears and teeth. WHAT AM I TO YOU? WHAT AM I TO YOU? A collar around my neck, my days are jail and force fed. I dream of Aeaea, peace without trauma. Screams seem to have no ending The purpose of our lives is a Schönberg’s symphony. WHAT AM I TO YOU? Just an object WHAT AM I TO YOU? Just bones and flesh I’m a living been with feelings who’s been denyed the right to exist without other meaning than suffering In the name of luxuary, my throat will flourish redly In the name of traditions, I’ll extract my soul on my own My purpose is to perish, but I am not your Christ My murder is on your plate, you feed on it Don’t you see fear in my eyes? Don’t you hear pain my cries? We agonize. We agonize and to which aim? The wind will carry the truth.
4.
TBC 01:42
5.
TODAY I WONDER IF THIS HASN'T BEEN A FUCKING WASTE OF TIME ALL THESE SONGS, ALL THESE STAGES AND ALL THESE THINGS THAT WE SHARED IN THIS VERY MOMENT I DON'T KNOW WHERE WE’RE GOING WE'RE A YOUNG BAND WITH NOTHING TO PROVE COME SHARE OUR PASSION WITH US ALWAYS WITH A DIY SPIRIT COMING FROM ORLEANS TO HIT THE GROUNDS STEP BY STEP SLOWLY BUT SURELY AND WITH THE SAME FLAG YOUR TICKET TO MOVE AND SING ALONG WITH US : WE BRING YOU THIS STORY THAT IS OUR'S HARD TIMES TROUBLED MOMENTS WITH NO TOMORROW NO WORDS UNDER MY PEN BUT I CAN SEE THAT SPARK EVERY FRIDAY EVENING JUST SWEAT NO TEARS JUST MUSIC IN OUR EARS JUST FRIENDS WHO TRY TO FULFILL THEIR DREAMS WITH DETERMINATION AND FEW MEANS WE HOPE THAT SOME DAY WE'LL BE ABLE TO LISTEN PROUDLY TO WHAT WE’VE ACHIEVED THE BEST REMAINS FOREVER TONIGHT WE BOTH CAN SAY IT THIS HASN'T BEEN A FUCKING WASTE OF TIME IT'S A KIND OF RULE STATING STRENGTH MEANS RESPECT AND CONFIDENCE WE GET TO LIVE OUR DREAMS WITH PERSEVERANCE TRAVEL TO TELL THAT STORY BEYOND THE LINES ON THE GROUND I DON'T CARE ABOUT DIFFICULTIES I JUST SEE THE PATH THAT LEADS TO THOSE STAGES IN FOREIGN COUNTRIES WE WANT TO ESCAPE SWALLOW DISTANCES AND NOW WE FEEL DEEP IN OUR HEARTS THIS WARMTH THAT KEEPS US ALIVE THROUGH OUR PASSION WE LOSE OUR MASKS TONIGHT WE KNOW THAT THE COMING DAYS WON'T BE SO DARK SEASONS HAVE PASSED TEMPERATURE CHANGED SLOWLY BUT SURELY AND WITH THE SAME FLAG YOUR TICKET TO MOVE AND SING ALONG WITH US : WE BRING YOU THIS STORY THAT IS OUR'S WE BRING YOU THIS STORY THAT IS OUR'S
6.
WHEN DID WE LOSE OUR DREAMS? WHEN DID WE DROWN IN THE STREAM? HOW COULD YET I FORGET WHY I WAS SO UPSET? I NEGLECT MY RESPECT, IN THIS LIFE INFLECTED. LET’S OBJECT TO THIS MESS AND CHECK WHAT IS WRECKED. LET’S PROSPECT A SUBJECT, STILL A PERFECT REJECT. WHAT ABOUT MY JOB? SLAVE TO MY WORK. I SINK IN THE MOB. NO SIGN OF QUIRK. MEDIOCRITY. BUT A TV. IN THE MIRROR WHAT I SEE IS NOT WHAT I WANTED TO BE. When did we lose our dreams? When did we drown in the stream? I gave up the fights. My heart stopped to ignite As times write lost battles that were rights There is still the anger at injustice disasters But the eager defender surrenders face to ogres. My sword bends to the floor For an easy job afford Armor got pierced By liquor and comfort. AND NOW MY OLD FRIEND, WE EXPEND IN SHAM WEEK-END IS IT TOO LATE TO ATTEND ? TOO LATE TO AMEND ? TODAY WE NEED TO REACT LET’S GET A BRAND NEW START BREAK FREE FROM THIS JAIL BREAK THIS SILENT YELL
7.
At first sight, I didn’t notice. Your smile always bright, cheerful and quiet. But at this new light, it’s an obvious fact Why you never complained about working overnight. Despite the bruises left that you hide Never a word about your domestic fights. I can’t explain how you endured the pain And never complained about insane reign. HOW CAN YOU LIFT YOUR HAND UPON HER ? – YOU BASTARD ! HOW CAN SHE BE THE TARGET OF YOUR ANGER ?– YOU COWARD ! BRING YOUR ABUSE AND GET MY ANSWER ? – YOU COWARD ! BROKEN KNEES, WHAT YOU DESERVE ? – YOU BASTARD ! Wake up mate. It’s never too late. Get your head straight. You don’t deserve this hate. No love in the punches. No reason for harassment and bruises. One foot into the grave You want to be its slave? He shouldn’t keep you away from your friends. Frustration is no reason for you to be blamed. My knuckle won’t end the game. Violence won’t change your hand. Only you can stop the pain Only you can break the chain Purge the poison in your veins Purge the poison in your veins
8.
Cold Faith 00:58

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released October 31, 2016

Recorded and mixed by Franck Beucher at Studio 404, mastered by Brad Boatright at Audiosiege Studio.
Artwork by Kevin Coeur-Joly.

Music by Ryan Duval, Gregory Blanchet
Lyrics by Yoann Keraudran
(except tracks II, IV, V, VII & VIII compositors are credited on each tracks)

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Polair Orléans, France

5-pieces hardcore act from Orleans city, France.
Alain Perruche - vocals
Anthony Murillo - guitar
Gabriel Nodet - bass
Gregory Blanchet - drums
Ryan Duval - guitar/vocals

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