Thursday, April 16, 2009

Plasma Donation In Chicago'

3D Animated Short

Some of the best and most convener band from Argentina: Almafuerte.
In 1995, following the dissolution of Hermetic Ricardo Iorio (vocals, bass) form Almafuerte, together with Tano Marciello (Guitar) and Claudio Cardaccio (drums).
These videos are from 1998, when it is present in the Parque Sarmiento to more than four thousand people, making it clear which was the largest gathering of metal band at that time.
's amazing strength and polenta Iorio gets you live, his voice hoarse and deep lyrics.
temazos Left two disc "Almafuerte" "It vos and" From the West ", where they share the stage with members of Divided.
This blog is more Argentine than the obelisk. Sorry.





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Send "you are" We

Che, why leave,
your dreams go to waste.
If not you, will you be sad.
If not you, will be very sad. Why

distort ...
if being one is winning, why
cheat and lie.

you know, no more, and
save the world, although many do
difficult.

Sigámosnos as up here, you got it
promising. Say
!!... if something was wrong. Meet your dream
who resists.

I know. Say ...
very hard to stick it out. More
who endures,
is there.

If that goes ...
not cry or look back.
Although many will do so sad ... We

cheeeeeeeee ...

you know, no more,
and the world saved,
Why cheat and lie?

I know. Very hard to tell is to endure. More
who hold that there is. Why distort
? ... if being one is winning. Although many do
difficult.

If that goes ...
not cry or look back. Life looks
instruct.

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Send "From the West":

Fall night in the city,
with my body alone,
walking through the neighborhoods of the West.

love insomnia,
your future of hope,
revived a dead boy civilly.
People do
was
sleeping next to the TV.
The digestive fire is their God. Is your God.

Cats and cats looking for light, dogs
dark, intuited by anxiety
your instinct. Elementary

heap, intoxicated with passion,
afraid to see me away from fog.

And loneliness, invites us to escape,
by the great door of the world today.
Where no one sees and few
fear losing the thread of his shock idiot. Dodging

fear the fictional fiction,
the city has melted in my head.
All is darkness, someone approaches me,
I can not see if evangelist or police.

Seeking to understand, but let me see
by the bureaucracy in its history.
Where no one sees and few
fear losing the thread of his shock today idiot. Digestive

formed,
falsely forgiven sinners.

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