In front of this blank page  I try to find the words to tell you  something  I try to share my own secret pulsions  With anyone that would  understand them    You played this song  I hope it is to have fun  If you are feeling bad  Come in, I open you my mind    Don't be afraid of this growls  They are the echos of my  subconscious  Music is like life  Fast, brutal with good moments    Expulsion  Expulsion of our "Me"  Like an ancient tribe  We have reached the trance  Movements  Reflect of life  Grinding 'til death  Come and break your inhibitions    Can't you feel that this rythm is life?  Can't you see that we're alive?  Can you feel the heat inside?  Can you feel your own pulsions?    When we're playing on stage  You're in front of us, moving your  body and your head  Come on, take my hand  "I lead you to The Promised Land"    Where life is sound  Where colour is heat  Where sweat is clean  The Land  Where violence is love  Where people are themselves  Where freedom is here  Freedom!    Can't you feel that this rythm is life?  Can't you see that we're alive?  Can you feel the heat inside?  Can you feel your own pulsions?    Let them expulse now