Stand united, until oppression dies!

by Solidarity for Social Center Adelante

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Social Center ¡Adelante! is a free autonomous, self-managed, non-hierarchical and non-commercial space in the center of Sofia (Bulgaria's capital and its largest city) founded in 2010 by a collective of activists committed to social change and creating sustainable alternatives to the capitalist system and hierarchical ways of organization.

¡Adelante! hosts and supports projects such as Direct Democracy and People's General Assemblies, Bulgarian Social Forum, Life After Capitalism Project (Sofia), Participatory Economics (Parecon) and Particiaptory Society (Parsoc), Solidarity Economy (Zapatista coffee, non-toxic cleaning products from VioMe occupied factory in Thessaloníki, handmade and organic products from local farmers and eco-communities), food cooperatives, Social Ecology, environmentalist and sustainability projects, No Border Network and refugees support, Vegan Kitchen, Free Cinema, Really Really Free Market and Gift Economy, LGBT Action (activist group in Sofia), free language courses, free linux and open code computer courses, free arts and crafts courses, and many more. All the events (workshops, lectures, discussions, screenings, concerts, presentations, stand-up comedian nights, etc.) are truly free and everyone's welcome!

The goal of this compilation is to find alternative ways to pay the rent and financial obligations to the landlord. The collective of Adelante is struggling with paying for renovations of the space and all the obligations to the owner.

We don't like the word "benefit" and we think "solidarity" best fits this situation. It's all about solidarity with Adelante (the Spanish word for "Forward!") and all autonomous and egalitarian social spaces.

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released September 25, 2013

This compilation is an initiative of Straight From The Inside Records (straightfromtheinside.wordpress.com), DIY hardcore/punk label from Bulgaria. All the money go directly to Social Center ¡Adelante! with their respective knowledge, but it is not initiated by the social center or its collective. For contacts with Straight From The Inside write to: sfti.diy@gmail.com

Artwork by George Chelebiev

Contact Adelante: adelantesc@abv.bg

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Social Center ¡Adelante! is a free autonomous, self-managed, non-hierarchical and non-commercial space in the centre of Sofia (Bulgaria's capital and its largest city) founded in 2010 by a collective of activists committed to social change and creating sustainable alternatives to the capitalist system and hierarchical ways of organization. ... more

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Track Name: Lakmé - Solidarity
We will raise our fists high,
stand united, until opression dies.
Solidarity!
Track Name: Landverraad - Forget Shorter Showers
Alternative lifestyles will not change the world
Resist, oppose, take back what is ours.

Dumpster diving
But not organizing
Taking shorter showers
But not opposing power
Simply going vegan
Will not stop the killing
Alternative lifestyles
The system should be broken down

DOWN, BREAK IT DOWN (motherfuckers)

Dumpster diving
But not organizing
Taking shorter showers
But not opposing power
Simply going vegan
Will not stop the killing
Navigating capitalism
Won’t help to build up anarchism

Act, confront, take it down.
Track Name: Spot - Property of State
We are bred like cattle, turned to pets. Servants of the ruling class. Property of State. And what do we do, are we fighting back? Are we aware of their hideous plot? If silence is gold, we all must be filthy rich. Searching a comfort in passivity. Just don't ask questions, stay at home. This system of control is so entertaining you won't know you've been indoctrinated. We are bred like cattle, turned to pets.

We are staring at the television set until eyes burn and the last brain cell is dead. A nation of robots to produce and obey. If no one is thinking, no one questions authority. We're reduced to state property.

And if the mind control will fail, the microchips are waiting to make us all dependent slaves, implanted on our forehead. It's time to break the eggshell and connect to ourselves. No more staring at the television set until eyes burn and last brain cell is dead. No numb population, we are free human beings. Let's take back our life from the clutch of authority. We are no more state property.
Track Name: Rivers Run Dry - A Song Of Innocence And Experience
Long is the road leading from hell to heaven
shall we change the train on our way
or shall we keep heading
to that same destination?
oh, I got serious doubts if there's anything there at all

from the moment we articulate our very first cry
we're exposed to the virus called modern culture
we, so innocent, and the attack so aggressive
infected, invaded, tortured, doomed

with the mother's milk we sucked this culture into ourselves
we've been cradled to sleep,dreaming the takers' dream
we're told to reach to and stay at the top of the pyramid
we buy the things from them
and we produce things they can sell,
and we are raised to depend on them
we are them
(are we the damned?)

the landscape is barren.. (we're crossing) a wasteland
what have we left behind ? does anyone remember?
in these few box-cars why are we crammed?
(we are) running out of coal, still full speed ahead
Track Name: Burning Bright - Bonfire
We build cities out of dust and blow to see them fall. Over and over again. Ember towers in the trembling hands of monsters, that hide under the sun. With no shame. We smile as the walls fall down. A simple spark and the world's in flames. A simple spark. Only ashes remain. Icarus! Tell me how it felt. In flames we drown. With our doors alight. The world is burning down. Like suns we're rising high. But we can't see through the smoke. Oh, Icarus. Tell me how it felt.
Track Name: xIRONx - Mark My Hand
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
These words of iron
will never turn to rust

I made a decision when I was a kid
A life of resistance, free and clean
Intoxication never appealed
Your social stigma? A badge of honor for me.

Forever and ever
Again and again
With pride I take my stand
With pride I mark my hand

Seen so many wasted lives
The pain and violence. The friends who died
A thousand reasons to abstain
The X on my hand will forever remain

Forever and ever
Again and again
I take a fucking stand
With pride I mark my hand
Track Name: Expectations - Vultures
I will kill just to show you that I still care about these vultures I call friends.
I can still smell the blood from the yesterdays, the consequences of my mistakes.
And after all you were right, being yourself is not an excuse for your actions.
I am sorry, believe me I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused you I never meant to hurt you.
You give me wings, you are my everything and finally I have the heart to admit that I was wrong.
Dear friend, I was wrong.
All the restless nights, they are forever.
All the disbelief in me made me believe in you.
I hope these words remain timeless.

I still care about my friends.
Dear vultures, dear friends.
Track Name: Fukushima - Mentiras y Veneno
Escapar de tu control
Como única misión.
No rendirte devoción
Porque solo escupes mierda.

Odiando tu falsedad
Tu hipócrita mezquindad.
Seré yo mi propia voz
Gritando que todo en ti es mentira…

Ya no quiero más,
No puedo aguantar
Ser un títere
En tus podridas manos.

Desprendes
Veneno
Mentiras
Mentiras y veneno…

Y borrar de mí ser
Toda tu presencia…
Track Name: New Dead Project - My Favourite Chords
Bury the dead, make room for the living!
Shovels dance in tired hands to the sound of singing: "We don't need history to define our purpose or identity".

Bury the dead. make room for the living. Look ahead because that is where your path will take you.

These simple chords will make a mighty fine anthem, the heat of burning flags will warm our tired hands.
Track Name: My Turn - If
If you know the road, take me with you, leave the lights on and I will follow you
If you have the key, open this door, let me in, let me crash on your floor
Read between the lines and you'll learn, everything that burns me you should burn
If you can tell the future, share it with me, I'm so curious to know what I'm gonna be

If you are here to stay forever, forever
Let's make a wish together, together
If you don't fear to walk by my side
Take my hand and join this endless ride.

If you know the road, take me with you, leave the lights on and I will follow you
If you have the key, open this door, let me in, let me crash on your floor
Read between the lines and you'll learn, everything that burns me you should burn
If you can tell the future, share it with me, I'm so curious to know what I'm gonna be

If you are here to stay forever, forever
Let's make a wish together, together
If you don't fear to walk by my side
Take my hand and join this endless ride.
Track Name: Spiknykter - Döda politikers sällskap
när bildt kör på en mina, den dagen är det fest
då sitter jag och flinar, det är vad jag gillar mest
politiker som kolar, vilken jävla pepp
i rikstan tomma stolar, jag hänger inte läpp

anders och fredrik akta nacken!
Spiknykter är ute efter borgarpacket!

pim fortuyn åkte på den till sist
så kan det gå - jävla fascist
jag önskar att fler körde bil som haider
döda politiker ska stå på vår rider

om det här jävla samhället ska gå i backen
måste alla dra sitt strå till stacken
alla måste hitta sin egen niche
spiknykter, chrille p, mijailovic
Track Name: Constrict - Unchained
Born in this perfect plastic wasteland
the moral values have lost all sense
and the poisonous destructive lifestyles
risen up for an unconcious wasted youth

Those in power who try to seize the weak
Enslave with the chains of mediocrity
they try to define our lives, as if we had no choice

Erase your past, destroy your doomed future
choke them till death with their own chains
Show them you're not the weakthey try to beatdown

Force your will against the corrupt and liars
make your life worth these struggle
We still live to fight
Track Name: Tyrell's Owl - Viharjelzés
Where emptiness dances on the ruins of civilization,
there the hope dies first.
Where survival is the only power, there’s no majestic end.
Where darkness sleeps in the daylight hours,
there, life is too short.
Where the daily grind teaches hatred,
there, community is nothing but an illusion.

Let your scream be a warning, a slight chance for change, az üvöltésed legyen viharjelzés. The messages of our pointless deaths will not save anyone from the ruthless intentions of the future.

Where throbbing love fades away in everyday routines There embraces are without passion. Where nearness ends in far distances, there everything fight for the perfect moment at the same time.

Here is the end of a day again, you sleep with tired thoughts. your dreams have long arms to get you everywhere, but stars are unreachable if you’re awake.
Track Name: Remek - Bez naděje na horší budoucnost
Bez naděje na horší budoucnost, štěstí nejde uhnout, od začátku dýcháš rajský plyn. Děsí mě dětský smích, řeže to do uší. Ne jako obraz selhání. Ne jako obraz porážky. Ne jako obraz neschopnosti. Co mělo být výhrou, smrdí porážkou. …a to, že nejsem uvnitř jen posiluje můj strach. Dokážeme to? Nezlomit srdce a neztratit tvář.
Track Name: Oaken - Zugló
Wasted flee from a cancerous city. Grey concrete. Eyes turn away from the fossils in the deep. Under these feet lays a city downwards where we should have found homes. Where past chants echo thousand lives soaked in drunken dreams. Where days end with weary heads buried in shaking rough hands. From now on I wait until I'll watch these streets burn with lawless rage. Under the concrete there is cancer and all my forefather's skull. I want to leave this place and see this house in flames.

The twenty square meter country. My home. My oxygen. It is yours as much as it is mine. We are all renting our countries I'll lend you mine.

Each year more spent to maintain my so called 'tribe'. Every moment spent with open eyes is a miracle.
Track Name: Seeds In Barren Fields - Reverence
Reverence
My flesh is filled with it
My muscles aching, while on your throne you sit
rushing towards the end, our end
I’ve seen the fire lit…

The fire and brimstone
I rode through your hell
these dead barren wastelands
tales of tragedies to come…they tell.

Reverence
For movement and energy
from A to B, to see it clear
this body bled, blood let, black blood shed
she’ll outlive humanity

Seeds are sown, grown and harvested
Seasons, species passing by
Trees and flowers bloomed and withered
Life demands we’ll die
Merged together once again, each one of us, one with the soil
Millions of years, a new dawn fades
Gaia's veins once again flow with its lustrous oil

Mile after mile and the sun’s in our face, never knowing nothing, never sensing it, but the road kills, the road kill after road kill, the clouds above, the wind-chill. Storm is drawing nearer, the deer’s and the birds have gone restless and worried. The deep blue sky’s foreseeing tragedies as it is threatening drawing nearer; towards defenceless fields, bending down for the all covering darkness, and the cold wet forests, once warm and sungazed, welcoming, embracing, now whispers no, no, do not hide in here. You bring misfortune, famine and ultimately death. For it is our end that they sense, yours and mine, they are shaking us off, like flees - do not drag us down with you! Screaming our way - and now, sleep in your bed mankind. Out in the cold, shaking.

Out in the cold, shaking. Out in the cold, they’re shaking us off. We should have known… Reverence.

Seeds are sown, grown and harvested
Seasons, species passing by
Trees and flowers bloomed and withered
Life demands we’ll die
Merged together once again, each one of us, one with the soil
Millions of years, a new dawn fades
with another fucking ape lurking in the shades

Fire and brimstone
another fucking hell
these dead barren wastelands
tales of tragedies to come they tell
and as we grew old the ice melted away
to the ground the trees fell, as if they cried out in vain
for the drought land that unfolds and for stormy skies
or to mankind’s deaf ears to the tales that were told.

Out in the cold, shaking. Out in the cold, they’re shaking us off. We should have known… Reverence.
Track Name: Burnt Cross - Colours
Yeah, that's right, you ain't worth shit
You're just another product to use as seen fit
Boxed and packaged, the label says free
Sitting on the shelf with your lifetime guarentee
Loaded and primed, and ready for use
Just waiting for a target for their human abuse
Well theirs plenty of them in this fucked up game
Take out enough, maybe they'll give you back your name
So while you're working to serve their master plan
Blindly taking bribes to screw you fellow man
Hiding your face from what you know is right
Cos if the master says Ok, you think it's alright
Years of grafting, blood sweat and tears
Paying for the bastards to prey upon your fears
Until the final day when they lay your soul to rest
Just say sorry to the human race
Well I heard all the hype, and I'm still not buying
Won't turn my back on the suffering and dying
Aint going to contribute to you national wealth
If you want that shit done, you can do it yourself
So drug me, abuse me, you can never hide
I'm used to that poison, my eyes are open wide
Kill me, erase me, I don't really care
I'll never subscribe to you glorious nightmare
God bless them all, feed the flag
Another corpse for the blood soaked rag
Another victem of national pride
Just another pointless suicide.
Track Name: Efa Supertramp - Smash Your TV!
I hear talk about a revolution,
I hear we've found the new soultion,
Yeah I hear talk about a revolution,
They already killed it with their great distractions.

But why would I wanna watch TV?
When I could watch the stars above me,
Yeah why would I wanna fall in debt,
When I could fall in love with you.

Find it funny how the rhythms of the rain change,
How you think I'm strange, I think your strange,
How they put an ad on TV and rearrange our lives for us,
Well I says smash your TV's, might make things more dangerous,

We're the people of the dream, people of the party,
We'll never let this go, it's a part of our hearts yeah,
People of the dream, people of the party
We'll never let this go.....

I hear talk about a revolution,
I hear we've found the new soultion,
Yeah I hear talk about a revolution,
They already killed it with their great distractions.

But why would we wanna watch TV?
When we could take to the streets and change things,
Well why would we wanna fall in debt?
When I see their products I completely forget.

Find it funny how the rhythms of the rain change,
How you think I'm strange, I think your strange,
How they put an ad on TV and rearrange our lives for us,
Well I says smash your TV's, might make things more dangerous,

We're the people of the dream, people of the party,
We'll never let this go, it's a part of our hearts yeah,
People of the dream, people of the party
We'll never let this go.....

I hear talk about a revolution,
I hear we've found the new soultion,
Yeah I hear talk about a revolution,
They already killed it with their great distractions.
Track Name: Waste of Time - Hope For Better Days
I run around trying to escape the problems that I face every day
it's been like this for many years, won't they ever disappear?
will I walk away from troubles and turn around and say at last
I found myself again alright, but was it mine?

So many times I've told myself you're gonna make it you're too strong
to give up on your dreams, but as you know it's always wrong
now I'm sick all this fight I'm running blindly in despair
don't give a shit if I am right I don't know if I even care

Bring me back my hope for better days
and all those times when I was just ok
set me free because I suffocate
in this world based on hate