With this formation, they recorded a very political 6-track EP in the local music school of Posada de Llanera, called "Agujero Social". They took to the road and supported known classics as Barón Rojo, Brecha, Transfer, Desorden, Aprieta'l kulo, etc. With the addition of Nano (Drums) and Dani (Bagpipe and Sound Technician), they recorded their second 6-track EP, "Gritando en Silencio" in La Factoria studios in Aviles. This work gave them recognition around the Asturias punk scene and beyond.
R.I.P.
Desakato Lyrics
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De respirar sin caer.
Y lo tienen todo enlatado, para limpiar de sangre sus manos,
Para no dejar huella en la pared.
Esclavos de la vanidad, nos van arrinconando,
Comprados con el bienestar, felicidad de contrabando,
Sumisos a su voluntad.
Es que no ves que está pasando, nos están matando.
De dispararnos todos en la sien.
Terrorismo también es la manipulación,
Controlar a las masas por televisión
Para que pienses que no hay nada que hacer.
Esclavos de la vanidad, nos van arrinconando,
Comprados con el bienestar, felicidad de contrabando,
Sumisos a su voluntad.
Es que no ves que está pasando, nos están matando.
"Miles de personas buscando en la basura un trozo de dignidad que les devuelva la vida que les arrebatamos cada día.
Viendo las pistolas apuntar a las cabezas de sus hijos como si de delincuentes sanguinarios se tratase.
Bajo esa presión, sentirse perseguido, traicionado y acorralado es tan común que acaba convirtiéndose en una forma de vivir.
Criminalizados por un poder que dicta su sentencia, aunque vuestro único delito haya sido nacer en el lugar equivocado..."
Esclavos de la vanidad, nos van arrinconando,
Comprados con el bienestar, felicidad de contrabando,
Sumisos a su voluntad.
Es que no ves que está pasando, nos están matando.
Nos están matando...
The lyrics of Desakato's song R.I.P. are a commentary on the current state of society and the manipulation of the masses by those in power. The first verse describes a world where options for breathing freely are becoming limited, and those in power are trying to cover up their actions and avoid taking responsibility for the blood on their hands. The second verse talks about how people have become slaves to vanity and are being bought off with a false sense of well-being and happiness, leading them to be submissive to those in power. The chorus is a call to action, urging people to wake up and see what is really happening in the world, as they are being killed and reduced to mere shells of themselves.
The lyrics also touch upon the idea of terrorism being more than just violent acts, but also the manipulation and control of the masses through media and other means. The final verse speaks to the struggles of those who are marginalized and forced to live in poverty or dangerous conditions, criminalized by society despite their innocence. The repetition of the chorus emphasizes the urgency of the situation and the need for people to take action and stand up against those in power.
Overall, the lyrics of R.I.P. are powerful and thought-provoking, encouraging listeners to question the status quo and fight against the injustices of the world.
Line by Line Meaning
Se desangran cada vez, más opciones,
We're bleeding out more and more options,
De respirar sin caer.
To breathe without falling.
Y lo tienen todo enlatado, para limpiar de sangre sus manos,
They have everything canned to clean their hands of blood,
Para no dejar huella en la pared.
So they won't leave a trace on the wall.
Esclavos de la vanidad, nos van arrinconando,
Slaves to vanity, they're cornering us,
Comprados con el bienestar, felicidad de contrabando,
Bought with comfort, smuggled happiness,
Sumisos a su voluntad.
Submissive to their will.
Es que no ves que está pasando, nos están matando.
Don't you see what's happening? They're killing us.
Se reduce la esencia del ser a la pura inercia,
The essence of being reduced to pure inertia,
De dispararnos todos en la sien.
Of shooting ourselves in the temple.
Terrorismo también es la manipulación,
Terrorism is also manipulation,
Controlar a las masas por televisión
Controlling the masses through television
Para que pienses que no hay nada que hacer.
So you'll think there's nothing you can do.
Es que no ves que está pasando, nos están matando.
Don't you see what's happening? They're killing us.
"Miles de personas buscando en la basura un trozo de dignidad que les devuelva la vida que les arrebatamos cada día.
"Thousands of people searching for a scrap of dignity in the garbage, a life we take from them every day.
Viendo las pistolas apuntar a las cabezas de sus hijos como si de delincuentes sanguinarios se tratase.
Watching guns pointed at their children's heads, as if they were bloody criminals.
Bajo esa presión, sentirse perseguido, traicionado y acorralado es tan común que acaba convirtiéndose en una forma de vivir.
Under that pressure, feeling persecuted, betrayed, and cornered is so common that it becomes a way of life.
Criminalizados por un poder que dicta su sentencia, aunque vuestro único delito haya sido nacer en el lugar equivocado..."
Criminalized by a power that sentences them, even though your only crime was being born in the wrong place..."
Esclavos de la vanidad, nos van arrinconando,
Slaves to vanity, they're cornering us,
Comprados con el bienestar, felicidad de contrabando,
Bought with comfort, smuggled happiness,
Sumisos a su voluntad.
Submissive to their will.
Es que no ves que está pasando, nos están matando.
Don't you see what's happening? They're killing us.
Nos están matando...
They're killing us...
Contributed by Aiden F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.