The English text is a direct internet translation, so it might not read too well. The original spanish text is at the bottom:
The beginning of Hamlet as group goes back to distant the 1987, the logical changes of formation the connection between personalities and the musical course to choose obtained that their present formation is one of the most lasting within the panorama rocker of the world. In his more than one decade of existence like the creative force par excellence in the Hard Rock and the Hardcore/Metal, Hamlet has been able to expand so much musical, as at level of followers, the borders of extreme music. With his sixth titled work homonimamente "Hamlet", the band that has fomented east sort in Castilian, is redefined once again. The disc supposes the opening of a new door for Hamlet, a new way and a new state of musical anxiety. Hamlet becomes involved here in natural rates and "Hamlet", the album flows with an energy and a spirit of infinite possibility. The attractive persistence of the guitar, founder and composer Luis Tárraga, next to their reliable and active companion of Pedro instrument Sanchez, the forceful battery of the maquina Alpaca Sanchez, the exquisite contribution of Augusto Hernandez to the low one, plus the disquieting contribution of their singer and J.Molly composer causes that Hamlet is a highly dangerous product. Tons of dense, dark, impressive, and winding music, that speech of intemporales questions of high social content, which the human being must recall to mind. Produced by Colin Richardson (Fear Factory, Death Napalm, Machine Head, Five Point 0...), in the studies Sonic Ranch of Texas, in the U.S.A.. The black album of Hamlet is destined to become another essential reference in the panorama of the most extreme Metal. They have raised the strip, and they have exceeded it, but that is what Hamlet takes doing from their creation.
Hamlet es un grupo de metal alternativo de Madrid (España), en activo desde 1987, considerado el impulsor de éste género en castellano. Su sonido se caracteriza por potentes riffs no exentos de melodía junto con una voz también melódica que se alterna con partes crudas.
El comienzo de Hamlet como grupo se remonta al lejano 1987, los lógicos cambios de formación el acoplamiento entre personalidades y el rumbo musical a elegir consiguieron que su formación actual sea una de las más duraderas dentro del panorama rockero del mundo. En su más de una década de existencia como la fuerza creativa por excelencia en el Hard Rock y el Hardcore/Metal, Hamlet han conseguido expandir tanto musical, como a nivel de seguidores, las fronteras de la música extrema.
Con su sexto trabajo titulado homonimamente "Hamlet", la banda que ha fomentado este género en castellano, se redefine una vez más. El disco supone la apertura de una nueva puerta para Hamlet, un nuevo camino y un nuevo estado de ansiedad musical. Hamlet aquí se envuelve en ritmos naturales y "Hamlet", el álbum fluye con una energía y un espíritu de posibilidad infinita.
El atrayente empeño del guitarra, fundador y compositor Luis Tárraga, junto a su cumplidor y activo compañero de instrumento Pedro Sánchez, la contundente batería de la maquina Paco Sánchez, la exquisita aportación de Augusto Hernández al bajo, más la inquietante aportación de su cantante y compositor J.Molly hacen que Hamlet sea un producto altamente peligroso. Toneladas de música densa, oscura, impactante, y sinuosa, que habla de cuestiones intemporales de alto contenido social, sobre las que el ser humano debe recapacitar.
Producido por Colin Richardson (Fear Factory, Napalm Death, Machine Head, Five Point 0...), en los estudios Sonic Ranch de Texas, en EE.UU. El álbum negro de Hamlet está destinado a convertirse en otra referencia imprescindible en el panorama del Metal más extremo.
Han levantado el listón, y lo han excedido, pero eso es lo que Hamlet llevan haciendo desde su creación.
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Creerse Dios
Hamlet Lyrics
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he tenido que callarme.
Cuantas veces, cuantas veces,
estoy harto ya no aguanto,
de arrastrar toda es mierda,
que me dicen los payasos.
Hipócritas se esconden de mi,
retuércete rabiando a morir,
despójate, di lo que quieras decir.
Y que putada es:
creerse Dios, creerse Dios,
creerse Dios, creerse Dios.
Que valiente, eres valiente,
si me insultas por la espalda,
un cobarde, un cobarde,
no me dejas defenderme
sin violencia no eres nadie
y no temo a enfrentarme a ti.
Has mentido acerca de mi,
historias que no piensas ni tú,
auténtico inculto cabrón,
no merces ni siquiera perdón.
Y que putada es:
creerse Dios, creerse Dios,
creerse Dios, creerse Dios.
Muerde, muerde, muerde, muerde.
The lyrics of Hamlet's song "Creerse Dios" speak of frustration and anger towards hypocritical people who hide behind lies and insults. The main theme of the song is the damaging and delusional belief of thinking oneself as a god, and how that can lead to arrogance, deceitfulness, and hurtful behavior towards others. The artist conveys a sense of empowerment and determination to confront those who dare to judge and criticize without being honest and direct.
The first stanza displays the internal struggles of the artist as he has to remain silent in the face of unfair treatment and insults. He is tired of carrying the weight of insults from people who hide their hypocrisy behind lies. In the second stanza, the artist encourages the listener to speak their mind and not be afraid to confront those who lie and twist the truth. He exposes the cowardice of those who use violence and insults to bring others down. In the last two stanzas, the artist directly addresses his detractors, accusing them of lying and spreading false stories that are not even their own.
Overall, "Creerse Dios" is a song that speaks to the human condition of ego and the fear of vulnerability. It is a call for honesty and authenticity and a refusal to play into the hands of those who try to bring us down.
Line by Line Meaning
Cuantas veces, cuantas veces, he tenido que callarme.
I’ve had to stay silent so many times, it’s become unbearable.
Cuantas veces, cuantas veces, estoy harto ya no aguanto, de arrastrar toda es mierda, que me dicen los payasos.
I’m tired of dragging around all the crap that these clowns say about me, I can’t take it anymore.
Hipócritas se esconden de mi, mentiras y mentiras oir, retuércete rabiando a morir, despójate, di lo que quieras decir.
Hypocrites hide from me, telling lie after lie. You’re just twisting in rage until you die, so just come clean, say what you really mean.
Y que putada es: creerse Dios, creerse Dios, creerse Dios, creerse Dios.
And what a terrible thing it is to believe you’re a god, to think you’re all-powerful and infallible.
Que valiente, eres valiente, si me insultas por la espalda, un cobarde, un cobarde, no me dejas defenderme sin violencia no eres nadie y no temo a enfrentarme a ti.
You’re so brave if you insult me behind my back, but you’re really just a coward because you won’t let me defend myself. You’re nobody without violence, but I’m not afraid to face you.
Has mentido acerca de mi, historias que no piensas ni tú, auténtico inculto cabrón, no merces ni siquiera perdón.
You’ve lied about me, telling stories that you don’t even believe. You’re a genuine ignorant piece of garbage, and you don’t even deserve my forgiveness.
Muerde, muerde, muerde, muerde.
Bite, bite, bite, bite.
Contributed by Henry D. Suggest a correction in the comments below.