Tris3cta
Randolph Escamilla - lead vocals, rhythm and lead guitar 
Eli Tisalona - bass guitar
Jhing Soriano - drums and backup vocals
Genre: Alternative Rock, Grunge, Indie Rock

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e-mail: tris3ctamusic@gmail.com

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"Indigence"
By: Tris3cta

Alone, miserable again.
Dragged into destination 
That’s causing the pain
I’m starving
A hungry mouth to feed
Its not just food and water
It’s your acceptance that I need

Hello. Can I stay In this corner
Hello, Hello. Give me some time

Disturbed inside
For too long
I cannot wait until I leave it all behind
Away from it all
And come around
Is it a possibility

Never been understood
But always been reminded
Am I taking this too far (yeah)
I’ve got nothing left to lose
I have been long forgotten
I'm waiting for someone to
Pull us through

Look at me 
Will I ever be out of misery

Blinded with false promises
And now my ears are bleeding
Cuz of your loud mouth of lies

Hello, can you save my tomorrow
Hello, hello, can you save this time
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Indigence

Tris3cta
Randolph Escamilla - lead vocals, rhythm and lead guitar 
Eli Tisalona - bass guitar
Jhing Soriano - drums and backup vocals
Genre: Alternative Rock, Grunge, Indie Rock

For More Information @
http://www.facebook.com/Tris3cta
http://www.youtube.com/user/tris3cta
http://twitter.com/Tris3cta
e-mail: tris3ctamusic@gmail.com

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"Once Again "
By: Tris3cta

Absence of shelter
Broken homes
Brought by the water 
That claimed it all
Looking dazed
Right and left
They can't be found 
There is no one else here
No one else here

Under the mud
A cemetery
Scattered remains
Were way too many
Leveled to dust
Nothingness
This can’t be right
There is no one else here
No one else here

We've seen it all today
The loss of lives
The wreckage of this place
Don't give up, it won't be forever
And we will get better
We will rise once again
Once again

Waiting for help 
It was agony
Shattered gates
Fed the many
When poverty is forced upon us
To face it all is a burden to carry
We can never be ready
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