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Subatomic Underworld

by Cebator

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1.
Resistor 03:52
Siente la destrucción Frente a tus ojos Cuándo el mundo colapse Y sólo quede la extinción Control y miedo Vestigios en la humanidad Son hoy los reyes Qué nos dominan ¿Qué es lo que quieren? ¿Qué es lo que necesitan? Ellos prefieren La sangre en vida su adicción Cegó sus mentes Bajo las ruinas de la opresión Son hoy los reyes Qué nos dominan QUE NOS DOMINAN Hoy arderán Bajo sus propias mentiras Sus demonios ya no pueden controlar La libertad. Se abren los cielos De la muerte a la creación Hoy comienza la guerra Del suplicio a la iluminación Nuestra salvación Está viniendo Nuestra salvación Es mental Nuestra salvación Está viniendo Nuestra salvación Es mental Cierra los ojos Es tu oportunidad Siente la destrucción Frente a tus ojos Cuándo el mundo colapse Y sólo quede la extinción Control y miedo Vestigios en la humanidad Son hoy los reyes Qué nos dominan QUE NOS DOMINAN Hoy arderán Bajo sus propias mentiras Sus demonios ya no pueden controlar La libertad.
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Huesos Ultrajados Torsos Mutilados La maquinaria Se alimenta de miseria Se aceita con desgracia La desolladora humana Te atrapará Incinera los pellejos Y destruye los cuerpos Ruptura De vértebras Nervios Deteriorados Buscará a los mas vulnerables Destripará a los culpables Es el producto de la evolución Es el inicio de la extinción La máquina reemplazó al humano Su propia creación busca matarlo Visceras Putrefactas Tripas Desechadas Tus globos oculares Hacen ebullición Hedores repugnantes Del cuerpo en descomposición La desolladora humana Te atrapará Incinera los pellejos Y destruye los cuerpos
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Void Phantom 03:45
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I am the face of disgrace And these hands are stained with the hate that I feel I don't know empathy I'm tired of ignoring Today I'm going to get up I will be everyone's voice I'll be the devil you always wanted me to be And there will be no turning back You preferred to provoke I do not feel anything I'm empty I don't mind dying making you suffer I don't mind dying And I don't care what I'll make you feel And even if I die We will rise one more time to make them suffer It's the price you pay to make me feel this way Make me feel this way The hate that I feel spreads in my body And there is no one who can save you The hate that I feel spreads in my body And there is no one who can save you Through my eyes I have seen the inexplicable I have seen, all my loved ones Crying apparently They are all dead Inexplicable what my eyes saw Inexplicable to see through my eyes what my hands have done All my wishes are dead
5.
Corrompido 04:37
El mundo consumido Por un cáncer caótico Tus ojos ven lo que podría ser Nuestro último amanecer Nos volvemos obsoletos Programan nuevos humanos Arrojan los huespedes muertos Y generan nuevos cuerpos Nuestras vidas no serán como antes Cada día se destruye nuestro presente Sólo quedan viejos recuerdos De lo qué solías ser Corrompido Corrompido Corrompido Corrompido Nos transformamos En sus dóciles perros Ahora controlan nuestras vidas Tenemos contados nuestros días Cada segundo Pierdes humanidad Y formas parte De la triste verdad Corrompido
6.
Turn Me Up 04:29
Turn me up, turn me up Turn me up when our worlds collide Turn me up, turn me up Turn me up when all things are done Turn me up, turn me up Turn me up when the moment’s right Turn me up, turn me up Turn me up for the final run Everything we give Everything will die Nothing will survive the final stride Moments that we live Moments that we die Worthless tries of finding light Why’d you commit? Everything behind Nothing pays the price of a fallen pal Always on the run Always falling back Knowing if we lose only hell is down Falling back (never forget to turn me up) Falling back (falling back, falling back) Never forget to turn me up Never forget to turn me up (never forget, never forget to) Never forget to turn me up Turn me up, turn me up Turn me up, turn me up Turn me up, turn me up Turn me up, turn me up Turn me up, turn me up Turn me up, turn me up Turn me up, turn me up Turn me up, turn me up
7.
Dark Matter 03:01
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My Recipe 02:42
Entertaining the masses earning minimum wage It’s just what I get, I rather have music than tests But everywhere I look I see the same damn signs Tellin’ me I’m too afraid to get by, but why? It got too boring getting these tasteless classes, Cause every single teacher has the same sunglasses The world - lookin’ like it’s a stage or somethin’ Like I’m supposed to ride on every train that passes, but how? I only have one set of arms Too many handles to grab, I might just fall apart With no one to pick me up, yeah, yeah With no one to pick me up I don’t need you, you’re just a fantasy I don’t need you, you’re just my poetry I don’t need you, you’re just a vivid dream I don’t need you, you’re just my recipe I don’t need you, you’re just a fantasy I don’t need you, you’re just my poetry I don’t need you, you’re just a vivid dream I don’t need you, you’re just my recipe My recipe My recipe My recipe My recipe Every single time i tell ‘em not to look at me Cause if they do my heart prolly skip a fucking beat I don’t need a reason to die, i’d gently go with ease See there’s no reason to live with my unspoken heat, heat There’s a big black void below me - I might not care to fall in - I don’t get really cozy, when i’m listening to Whispers calling on my ghosties I don’t need you, you’re just a fantasy I don’t need you, you’re just my poetry I don’t need you, you’re just a vivid dream I don’t need you, you’re just my recipe I don’t need you, you’re just a fantasy I don’t need you, you’re just my poetry I don’t need you, you’re just a vivid dream I don’t need you, you’re just my recipe
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10.
Broken Soul 03:15
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Not Enough 04:22
We were not enough We sucked at love What about every single dime That i gave away to the tide What about every time we laughed Cause we weren’t lacking the time All that you thaught me Resides right by my soul A place you can't reach for We were not enough We failed at life You’re down you’re a broken heart And no one knows what you hide inside, like A piercing needle that blows your lung Demanding for the times to come, now Listen to the sound of my word Fucking immature, proud and bold, uh Explanations won’t fill the hole What you need is some time to hold We were not enough We fucked our lives All that you thaught me Resides right by my soul A place you can't reach for
12.
S.M.C 02:58
13.
Todos estos años Estuve atrapado Sin saber lo que pasó Encerrado en mi propio mundo El tiempo resultó ser Mi peor enemigo No pude retroceder Y detenerme a mí mismo Mi alrededor siguió su curso Todo siguió su ciclo Mi presente es inconcluso Mi pasado está escondido Mi vida estuvo a la deriva El tiempo no curó mis heridas Mientras más pienso en lo qué perdí Me doy cuenta del error qué cometí Mi mente busca refugiarse En esos años dorados En el fondo busco recuperarme Y revivir el pasado Comienzo a sentir Bloques vacíos en mi cerebro Ya no sé qué hacer Siento que caigo a un hueco No puedo evitar querer volver Para al menos poder despedirme Ahora debo ir y recorrer Este nuevo mundo sublime Me siento un extraño en mi propia mente Solo siento un miedo latente Se genera un paradigma en mi vida Entre la verdad y la mentira Mi vida estuvo a la deriva El tiempo no curó mis heridas Mientras más pienso en lo qué perdí Me doy cuenta del error qué cometí Mi mente busca refugiarse En esos años dorados En el fondo busco recuperarme Y revivir el pasado
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15.
All Out 04:33
an’t stop the bleeding out of my teeth Can’t contain my unholy bliss Can’t restrain my radicate rage You better get the fuck out of my way Take back the power (that ya’ll gave me) Throne will be ours (like it used to be) People devour (you represented me) Feed my hunger An army on disguise for this rattle Kids all ages come for this battle, now Shaking up the ground, we’re not done, oh Coming down all out, coming down all out Ey Ey Ey Ey Coming down all out, coming down all out Coming down all out, coming down all out Can’t stop the bleeding out of my teeth Can’t contain my unholy bliss Can’t restrain my radicate rage You better get the fuck out of my way Take back the power (that ya’ll gave me) Throne will be ours (like it used to be) People devour (you represent me) Feed my hunger An army on disguise for this rattle Kids all ages come for this battle, now Shaking up the ground, we’re not done, oh Coming down all out, coming down all out Coming down all out, coming down all out Coming down all out, coming down all out
16.
Blast Pit 02:33
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Subatomic Underworld is the second album of Cebator. This album is more experimental than his predecessor, incluiding more industrial, ambient, electronic and even rap.Besides this album contains heavier influences from death metal.
Till this date, Subatomic Underworld is considered the most experimental album of the discography.

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released September 4, 2021

Nicolas Sisca: Guitars - Bass - Drums Programming - Keyboards
Lucky The Dead: Vocals - Guitars
laggie: Vocals
Agustín Pulzoni: Vocals
Fabián Vittorioso: Vocals
Matías Castro: Guitars
Fineas: Guitars
Windy Rush: Keyboards

Production and mix: Javier Sisca - Fernando Gabriel Santacroce
Album Cover: Paula Mariana Carisio
Logo: Lucky The Dead

Music by: Nicolás Sisca - Lucky The Dead - Fineas - Windy Rush - Matías Castro
Lyrics by: laggie - Agustín Pulzoni - Fabián Vittorioso

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Cebator it's a project formed in 2020 by Nicolás Sisca, the purpose of this project is to experiment with different styles, and at the same time collaborate with different musicians throughout the songs.

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