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The Ousted

by The Ousted

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We can't define what's wrong, We can't define what's left, Everyday is a sin... We carry all this weight, We carry all this hate, All we say is the same... We carry all this light. We carry all this hate. And we sing the same song. Then I sing the same song...
2.
Let me be the rain I will clinch the deal here. Let me be the beast of crying truth; Against the fear, Against the will boils over me. Let me be the best neglector Disclaim the truth Make this the best of my run Cast out the wounded, the aware; The fist that comes last... This is my blunt fact, my very pistol. Came right to an end, Where the love is ended, I can't see the peace now Lust for a new hope Lust for a new home Be the perfect stranger
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The bounds of seas and diseased I hear you’re screaming They broke us But we never prayed Never prayed since we saw The light is nowhere It’s hiding nowhere We are the light! The suns are inside us Never been ours! They are owned, by ours Owned by our own sons You won’t let them choose Until the ousted choose you We’re too tired of their hopeless Reminders! Our life is Priceless! Names can’t control our lives Where authority hides. Who are them? Who do they shape and, Why do they care? I never teared down the weak I never feared the odd They hide, they lie All of their poor victims All those honoured lives How did they decide? Did we decide? How did they decide?
4.
To all the fight we had To all the wise we trapped For all the chains we held For all the lies we spent We’re not tired How disputed can this rage will survive the black void; How the seasons will carry on? Before the hounds will smell our tears We gotta be more intense than fear All we need is No repeat! No refill? Days form the mountains we climb! How disputed can our hands will hold us all through? How the glory will hail our hope? Before the time will heal; We don’t expect the fear we’re falling And all the way we fall We don’t expect the fear, we fall And all the way we fall alone Even its all the way down; We’re going to feel home Until the wise Holds the storm
5.
The sons of overwhelming And the miles between their eyes We have the chance, We have the damned solution We hate the facts we hate; We’re the sons of greed And the glance between the unwise, We’ll memorise! The walls they break inside are us The walls are us! Too hard to break these chains But we’re so alone To have this life, To be owned for another day We all blame We blame our brothers We blame their sorrow, we blame their life We blame our home that we’re all born and raised… Count between the silence Never feel alone Things should be easier How we lost our hope You were my only one, you were my home Count our fists Down their heads
6.
Rook and fear That effected weird So clear Anyone can find the way We’re just fictioned Reasoned for “No communication” Forced and labeled Our courage will be always delusional or; We leave this everglade, With no hope, no treason. All! All of us; we’ll hold the soil Together! In the pale of mountains We’ll sing the skies We are empowered spirits Until the soil fuels us If all those lost years worth it We would carve our grave No! How a prison of soil would make it so? How those tears will guide the end you wrote? Choises all over faint by you Billions of lives will hold us through We own the light here We burn the solid Choises all over faint by war Thousands of names will be found who? We own the light here We burn the solid We own the fight yesterday! There won’t be a new day. We own the soil yesterday! There won't be a new day.

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released May 30, 2016

Guitar, bass, vocal recordings and editing by Alican Erbaş
Drums are recorded at Deneyevi Studio İstanbul by Sevan Çizmeci
Reamped at DTH Studios Moscow by Stanislav Baranov
Mixed by Barkın Engin
Mastered by Güven Ersoysal at Babajim Studios and Mastering
Album artwork by Esk Reyn

Mert Papik - Vocals
Mertcan Atalan - Guitar
Oğuzhan Turhan - Guitar
Tunç Atalan - Bass
Alican Erbaş - Drums

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The Ousted İstanbul, Turkey

The Ousted is a hardcore band that was not formed in 1943.

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