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Estoy cansado de escuchar la misma historia, que si es su oficio que si ellos no son escoria, que tienen todo por su placa y por su porra. Sus genocidios a un siguen en mi memoria. Y todavía me pregunto ¿el porqué? de que esa clase dominante aún siga en pie. Me pregunto que demonios ha pasado, si no hemos aprendido después de los porrazos. Mira atrás, mira al frente, verás que todavía nada ha cambiado, el monstruo gris, de azul tintado culmina el genocidio de tiempos pasados. Protectores del estado teniendo a la justicia siempre a su lado, no son obreros, son terroristas, no son el pueblo, son los golpistas. No te extrañe que no llore Cuando saltes por los aires, no te extrañe que no llore cuando caigas en las calles. All Cops Are Bastards.

I'm tired of hearing the same old story, that it's their job, that they are not scum, that they have everything for their badge and their saps. Their genocides are still in my memory. And I still wonder why the ruling class is still standing! I wonder what the hell happened, whether we have not learned after the beatings. Look back, look ahead, you'll see that nothing has changed yet, the gray monster, painted blue, finishing up the genocide of the past. Protectors of the State, justice always on their side, they are not workers, they are terrorists, they are not the people, they are the coup leaders. Don't be surprised if they don't cry when you are blown into the air, don't be surprised if they don't cry when you fall in the streets. All Cops Are Bastards.

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from Nuestra Hora, released March 4, 2013

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