Between their lines

Have you ever submitted to greed
or was it just placed in front your eyes?
who we are is shown on who we feed
Isn’t it enough of playing mad?... enough of playing mad!

The money is to pay every price, don’t you know?
who cares to do it right when this is just a horror show?
we’re all dancing to the music coming from the devil’s flute
as our fate will just amuse ourselves playing along (*)

Inside this times, everything’s going,
getting you to go, led by the blind
Between their lines, your head is going
just to watch the floor and not the sky (**)

Have you ever admitted deceit,
or was it just placed in front of your eyes
who we are is shown on who we lead
Isn’t it enough of all their lies… enough of all their lies

(*)

(**)

Between their lines


02 Between their lines

Ghost of I

So where you even there? Standing by that door, 
when you closed it the space between us grew there even more
and I should have known, 
your feelings like when experience leaves yourself so left alone
this loneliness, your goodbye reading ‘you have somewhere to go’

So there you stand, you did too well, you did no harm
your words were kind, intentions pure, but you will find
that after all, what you’re protecting here, responds to what I’ve said
that what you feel forever, is what you will protect
as you will live the past to the end of your days
because your own denial is not your regret (**)

Close to what I think, with open heart 
I’ve close my eyes and gave you everything I had,
you had your dreams, if we both wanted it to happen why deny?
and why corrode?, just blaming these two years for the failure of this life

(**)

And where’s the pain your hiding from I cannot see
as you’d be feeling love from your dying heart you’ve said
that at the very end everyone knows what they did 
because your own denial is not your regret


03 Ghost of I

Obstacle

Hiding in all places, under all stones,
knowing as always a time to meet you,
grows with your life as it’s you who gets old,
trying the nerves and the souls of the bold,

Because it is haunting, and designed at our size…Yeah,

Obstacle I’ve found you again, 
it’s been a while, haven’t you missed me?
I see you have some new friends and, 
a whole new look too but yet that same name,
your news, won’t know me at all, 
if I’m better at myself, wont they just hate me,

No, I hope if I’m strong,
this won’t feel as it is happening again. 

On that name it has its making all run from it, making all fear it,
to see it every day, it’s something all have to get use to ‘cause.

It always comes obeying it’s calling,
sometimes it feels your soul it is to drain,
because in life if there’s one diligence,
the trials that come for you to experience… experience (**)

I welcome you again my old friend,
 it’s been a while, I am just older,
you’re not as evil as you were,
 but I can’t trust you as our nature can tell,
would you like to show me again, 
as there’s no time for games, isn’t it obvious?
life just teaches everyone 
to see an old friend as a constant enemy

(**)


05 Obstacle

La Balada del Gordo y el Profe

Se habla de un crimen sexual en Buena vista, en Petare
hallaron muerto al profe.
el culpable no es criminal pero es sado maso, por las noches
su apodo es simplemente el gordo.

¡Profesor! Le gusta su cuartico, Con cadenas y látigos
en su piel disfruto yo, no se agite por favor. 

Quien dirige la investigación concluye que esto es venganza
el profe, deseaba a una flaca
Y en una nota que encontraron podía leerse “Disculpas gordo”
pero ese, fue su ultimo error.

¡Profesor! Le gusta la sofocación, ¿o tal vez la sublimación?
en su piel disfruto yo, no se agite por favor.

Cuentan, que el gordo no logro escapar, por que el profe
lo violo del mas allá.


06 La balada del Gordo y el Profe

Obscure

If it’s dark inside, even you feel lost,
this is not unreal, but feels just quite som
where is everyone? Or is it me who’s gone?
or is it me who’s gone?

A dead end awaits, everywhere I go, 
all is to begin, but it begins not,
this frustration bleeds, from the caverns of my soul. (*)

And if I am to say, ‘No one ever believes me’
except the dark that holds me, this freedom’s unrealistic and
this time it won’t exceed me, ‘cause if it’s unrealistic
the world’s completely blitzkrieg now (**)

(*)
(**)


07 Obscure

08 Middle mediterraneo

Nuestra Canción

Bendito el suelo en el que nacimos y lo es,
por ser la imagen del paraíso en el nuevo mundo,
quien llegaba quedaba atrapado en él.

Una lucha de ideas es el cáncer que hoy se vive,
nuevas maneras de crear historia hurgando en tu memoria, insertando escoria en la mente de la gente.

Humilde y de buen proceder,
que no vio el castigo acercándose
entre tantas cosas solo queda aprender,
que tras un millón de errores...

hay quien no escucha su corazón,

¿Y en que tendrían razón?
por más que el tiempo haya hablado,
muy poco a poco han acabado con…

y siempre intentan silenciar nuestro clamor, 
con un camino al infierno con buena intención… (*)

Quien usted respeta siempre dice mucho de usted,
ideas harás que le sigue el hilo, quedaran en vilo,
habrás hecho camino, pues habrá que ver.

Pero quien decide y elige por todo aquel,
forzados siempre a elegir y a creer en hombres,
que al final del día ríen burlándose.

(*)

Siempre intentan silenciar nuestro clamor, buena intención


09 Nuestra cancion

Our Last Time

If this was our last time, would you wave me goodbye
or just promise me that you, will just come back to me sometime
I was never good at this, because just to be left alone,
brings an unbearable despair, and nothing makes this feel alright
then what the hell is left to repair.

Refrain – to show yourself to me and make me better again
Disdain – is what you give to me but love me anyway

I do not care to give – and even less to forgive
but sometimes is not fair to be hated for no
reason at all, because the poison,
asphyxiates as it spreads within. (**)

(**)


10 Our last time

Something to Sing

Watching this spectacle, has certainly nurtured me,
this increasingly moving world wants to orbitate 
all around the sun a bit faster
is moving towards no end fascinating to you, the way this is
moves nobody that is trying to rise above.

Increasingly dying race, trying to scape from the 
enemies it creates, from now on,
fighting back at yourself, constant from this belief
that everything’s up against to get you.

It’s the way it is, like this contagion, goes around the world,
It gets into, into me and you, all around the world, as it tries to get, what it wills. (*)

While looking what to respect, you believe all those things
that you should never, never, get into.
fighting back at yourself, constant from this belief
that everything’s up against to get you.

(*)

And I need something to sing, ‘cause I see all broken, dark and grim, but is it just, something that I see, is my spirit swollen by this darkened entity, (**)

Need someone who cares, someone to believe in everything
for we all just need something, ‘cause everything’s broken, dark and grim and here is…

(**)


11 Something to sing

Doubted Shaded

Utterly I’m trapped, worst of nightmares had, 
stories beyond sad, are orders at hand
because respect when given to the spared
no lesson unless you like to stare.

No gain, only pain shows a way to go, 
no reason to not even believe. 
It shines and glitters, it is a way to go.

what did I do to not deserve, and then what didn’t as it looks like
I failed to wonder how, to go and it’s dangers
shackled doubted shaded, the dark that swallows
aims to drain your being, and then the surface breaks like
fire melting ice, a truth that sets you free. (**)

Love that ain’t so bad, but it just came last, 
life that was to mean, Turning its back on me.
but time that never is to spare, its prison unfolds it at your face
this way, just may be my own time to go
I know I always need to trust
 It shines and glitters, it is a way to go.

(**)

from all this grasp, shackled doubted shaded


12 Doubted Shaded

Esta banda caraqueña, nace a finales del año 2015, con la idea de unir varios géneros musicales, y darle paso a la creación de su Psicodelic Metal N’ Roll que es el estilo musical de la agrupación, esta integrada por: Johnny González (Batería y Coros), Eykell Ramírez (Bajo y Coros), Giancarlo Vettor (Voz y Guitarra) y Ángel Paredes (Teclados / samplers).

En 2016, nadie pensó que nuevamente la historia se repetiría... pero está ocurriendo así. Vemos más odio y menos amor, más traición y menos honestidad, más gente buscando pisotear y no buscando extender su mano... dantesco, y como salido de una Novela, se alzan 4 personas de Caracas, Venezuela, queriendo llevarlos de la mano en un viaje sónico y visual por este infierno terrestre, en donde pasa esas leyes, ellos son 
Vettor N' The Insurrectos.
     
Cada integrante de la banda viene de agrupaciones distintas como lo son: Sabotaje y Overhate, ya cada uno teniendo su experiencia musical en distintas agrupaciones.

La banda Vettor N’ The Insurrectos, esta en proceso de grabación de su primer Larga duracion.

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