viernes, 1 de abril de 2011

Armas Quimicas

Como sabemos en la guerra de Vietnam se dio un fuerte uso a dos arms quimicas, El Agente Naranja y el Napalm....

Para comprender mejor la repercucion de estas armas decidimos dejar estas dos canciones:

Agent Orange
Operation >>Ranch Hand<<
Spray down the death
Down on their farms
Assault against the population
Suppress by military arms
Only you prevent the forest
Legalize the war
They are deprived of their power
Eradication without law

Agent Orange
Agent Orange
Agent Orange
A fire that doesn't burn

All the marks erased long ago
Scars are healed up
Cancer creeps into their innocent souls
Memorials of flesh and blood
Have survived unlawfully punished
Poisoned till the end of their lives
Physical deformity
What medicine will help?
Still births will rise

Agent Orange
Agent Orange
Agent Orange
A fire that doesn't burn

Grieved weak hearts are crying
Waiting for the end
In this condition they are dying
Newborns of the damned
Preserved in test tubes for generations
Vicious circle of transmission
There's no way for reparations
Must live with chemical agent called

Agent Orange
Agent Orange
Agent Orange
A fire that doesn't burn

Agent Orange... burn
Agent Orange... burn
Agent Orange... burn
 





Into The Fire


Sent from home overseas
And into the unknown
Barely landed in the jungle
Sent on first patrol

Sundown darkness falls
Dig in for the night
Ambushed in the dawn they came
The jungle's alive

I feel my fire starts to burn
The heat controlling my mind
Berserk a savage running wild
Within me the beast starts to roar

[Chorus:]
Now I'm ready to strike
A creature of the night
Into the fire
The flame of napalm strike

Sarge's down I'm in charge
Vc's everywhere
Overrun yet order airstrike
Condemned us all to burn

Napalm from above
Burning friend and foe
Chaos on the battlefield
The jungle's on fire

This place it's driving me insane
Napalm it's burning us all
This fight no man will live to tell
Within me my blood starts to boil

[Chorus]

From above the airstrike came
And it burned the world below
Napalm falling from the sky
And it leaves no man alive

I feel my fire starts to burn
The heat controlling my mind
Napalm it's burning us alive
Within me the beasts final roar




 

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