. . .
|
|
[G. Tipton]
Licensed to kill
On my 650 Bonneville
"Hellfire" we yell
Fueled and indestructible
Get it down
To take the crown
Neon daze
Renegades
No fear just hate
Drives us to the ultimate
Cut loose extremes
On our maniac machines
Take me down
Or hit the ground
Neon nights
At the speed of light
So you motherfuckers want to race
You've all got loser tattooed on your face
Machine Man's running - you wanna try
Machine Man's coming - you're gonna die
Ignite the engines
You can hear it scream
You're gonna eat your words
That challenged this machine
The beast is revved up
The flag is down
The tyres screech
And lay a smoke screen all around
Through the limits
As they rocket past
It's a blood bath
There's no second place
Machine Man's running - you wanna try
Machine Man's coming - you're gonna die
Machine Man - Machine Man's coming
Machine Man - Machine Man's coming
Ice nerves of steel
As I notch another kill
You lose - I win
I get to ride again
Get it down
Hit the ground
Neon nights
Speed of light
Feel no mercy as I cross the line
Watch the suckers self-destruct behind
Machine Man's running
You wanna try
Machine Man's coming
You're gonna die
Machine Man's running - you wanna try
Machine Man's coming - you're gonna die
Machine Man - Machine Man's coming
Machine Man - Machine Man's coming
. . .
|
|
[G. Tipton, K.K. Downing]
I am your darkest hour
I am your fall from power
I am the voice you dread and I'm
Screaming out inside your head
I am the final count
I am your demons out
I am the worst demise
I'm gonna cut your big words down to size
What is this?
I hear you shout
Face to face
I'm gonna take you out
One on one, bring it on
One on one, take me on
I am the awful truth
I am the fearless youth
I am the cross to bear
And the one who dares to return your stare
I am the fist of God
I am the underdog
I'll always stand my ground
While the others scatter all around
Against all odds
Daespite it all
I'm at my best when I'm against the wall
One on one, bring it on
One on one, take me on
I am the bloodstained past at last
That's finally caught up with you like
The glint of steel from out of the dark the last
Thing you will feel - I'm outgunned, I'm out
Run, I'm undead and then I found the skin
You shed - I am the questions asked
That send the shivers down your back
So I am holding out
And I'm much stronger now
So take me on
One on one, bring it on
One on one, take me on
I am the darkest night
I am the viper's strike
I'll see you all consumed
As you start to lick your mortal wounds
Like the condemned man
Who just won't die
I'll show no remorse
I'll never walk away
One on one, bring it on
One on one, take me on
. . .
|
|
You're looking at me why
Sort of like a leper vibe
Okay for your kind
But it's too good for me
And a hey I know I'm
Never gonna qualify
For all the bullshit
Of your social degrees
Oh look down your noses at me
Hating my identity
Oh but that don't mean a damn thing you see
'Cause down here in hell everybody loves me
Hey I know I'm anti-social
'Cause you act like I'm infected
With some atrocity
And though I know I'm
Every bit the same inside
My face don't fit
It's like I've got some disease
Oh you keep your face turned away
To strip me of identity
Oh still got my fortune and fame
'Cause down here in Hell everyone knows my name
chorus
Hell is home to me
Might as well be
I like it here and no-one else invited me
Hell is home to me
It has to be ('cause Jesus Christ)
Nobody else invited me
Now I belong
I found my home
'Cause even though I know things won't
Get any better, they can certainly never get much worse
chorus
Say my whole life I've always been disliked
Ignored unless you're spitting insults at me
And I don't know why you felt so justified
In all the degradation that you dished on me
Oh! Now my status has changed
And you've got yourself to blame
Oh! I'll grab all the attention I crave
Now I'm running Hell and Heaven won't be the same
chorus
. . .
|
|
They are dying on the dance floor,
They are lyin' in debris.
They are fadin from exhaustion
From their mortal injuries.
They are hungry and need feeding,
They resign themselves to fate.
They are desparate men,
Death's written on their face.
When your will to live is almost gone
And you're left alone but you need someone
Feed on me,
Feed on me
They're outgunned and outnumbered
But they'll never turn to run
And 'In the name of freedom'
Is written with their blood
Some would call them mercenary
But they always knew the pain
Inevitably far outweighs the gain
When the hunger strikes you down again
And you feel your inner strength has drained
Feed on me
Feed on me
Feed on me
Feed on me - I got what you need
Feed on me
Feed on me - Don't accept defeat
. . .
|
|
[G. Tipton]
Your innocence all but fades
When we peel the veneer away
It's all an act which you stage
With your two-faced barricades
Rage consumes
You every night
Caged inside you
Trying to get out
Schizophrenic basic needs
Fools me into complacency
But now I see through your facade
Behind the mask a monster snarls
Hatred burning
In your chest
Dazed but learning
In your quest
Oh it's killing me your unpredictability
Oh all the time
You hide behind
Your Jekyll and Hyde
Now I realize
There's a dark side
Disguised
Always changing
Then love hating
Baiting me
Your innocence all but fades
When we peel the veneer away
It's all an act which you stage
With your two-faced barricades
Rage consumes you every night
Caged inside you trying to get out
Oh it's killing me your unpredictability
Oh all the time
You hide behind
Your Jekyll and Hyde
. . .
|
|
[G. Tipton]
I was cross-wired underground
Nothing seemed to fit
I was fried and memory bound
Then it came to me
Devil digger
Unforgiver
I was on a different plane
He said come to me
Laid his hands upon my brow
That's the last of me
Devil digger
Unbeliever
Don't be sorry
It's no disgrace
But never worry (unless)
You have no faith
See him coming
He has no face
You must stop running
You must have faith
Death's not final so were told
Words are so profound
Who the hell wants to get old
But ask in the final hours
Devil digger - unbeliever
Devil digger - unforgiver
See him coming
He has no face
You must stop running
You must have faith
I don't want to fade away
I don't want to fade away
I don't want to fade away
I don't want to fade away
. . .
|
|
Close to You
So many years that we were one
So many things we've done
The memories alive
But most of me has died
As I struggle with events
I'm offered words of strength
They do not comprehend
The passion we possessed
People tell me what to do
Tell me how I should get through
But they haven't got a clue
No-one else comes close to you
I see your eyes before they closed
They looked right inside my soul
And they asked me not to grieve
I tried but still I bleed
I wake up, I break up
I try hard to shake off
The desolation as it grows
As nothing else comes close
And as I stand here by the grave
And the wind calls out your name
I know that time could never heal
The emptiness I feel
People try to give me hope
Tell me how I should let go
But they'll never really know
'Cause there's nothing else comes close
People tell me what to do
Yell me how I should get through
But they haven't got a clue
No-one else comes close to you
. . .
|
|
Holy Father drink the firewater
Preaching peace as you go to war
Politicians making brave decisions
Always got self interest at heart
We are to you just a drop in the ocean
Maybe that's true but it's only a notion
You integrate with friendly intrusion
We won't get fooled we have come to conclusion
chorus
Subterfuge deludes the views of you and me
We're confused but still we choose to disagree
Subterfuge consumes us but defiantly
We refuse to bow down to conformity
Evil mothers hiding under covers
Always near but just out of sight
Hey big brother - watch as we recover
'Cause we'll never give up the fight
And we say no!
Give us a name and you give us the power
Watch as we gather our strength by the hour
You think we're blind and weak in decision
But we see it all from peripheral vision
chorus
Somebody wins, somebody lose
Some call it subterfuge
Somebody wins, somebody lose
They fall to subterfuge
chorus
Somebody wins, somebody lose
Some call it subterfuge
Somebody wins, somebody lose
They fall to subterfuge
. . .
|
|
[G. Tipton, C. Tsangarides]
Unholy Satan begs
He don't make no sense
Striving down there to
Recruit all of you
Do not live in sin
Or taste the fear again
Someone's coming back
Fuck the almanacs
Premonition say
Better step away
Skeptics preach a lot
Watch in aftershock
Heed the prophecies
In your offices
Someone out the blue
Explodes into view
The time is near
The day has dawned
Be prepared
For what's to come
He's the man
Armageddon
Walking through fire
Metal Messiah
He's the one
The father, the son
Creator destroyer
Metal Messiah
Heaven's in a state
Someone's at the gate
Crashing isn't cool
He don't know the rules
Stepping in he says
Time to rock the place
Like they've got a choice
Then all Hell breaks loose
Hell ain't ready for
What he's got in store
Time you fuckers had
Change of management
Better fornicate
Before it's too late
Cranks the power up
As he detonates
Never too late
To extricate
In the event
Die or repent
He's the man
Armageddon
Walking through fire
Metal Messiah
He's the one
The father, the son
Creator destroyer
Metal Messiah
You can pray to him
Auditorium
Buy the merchandise
Cheap at twice the price
Rising up above
With his decibels
He's come down to earth
Next the universe
The time is near
The day has dawned
Be prepared
For what's to come
Never too late
To extricate
In the event
Die or repent
Metal Messiah
Thy kingdom come
They will be done
. . .
|
|
[G. Tipton, S. Travis]
He lies in wait
For one mistake
Morphing on your screen
Those who dare
Or the unaware
Download him for a scream
Don't access the site
Or beware his megabyte
No virus scan
Detects the man
Or the deadly tasks he plans
Drooling lips
His circuits lit
He crouches for attack
Spider like on the web
Alive and well
But you are dead
Iniquitous in every way
Now he's come out to play
Cyberface
Iron will
Programmed to corrupt and kill
Cyberface
No escape
He is interfaced to Hell
Once he's summoned and installed - Cyberface
He'll infest your motherboard - Cyberface
Now he's got a grip
He will strip away your flesh
Alive yet dead
A fiend obsessed
He'll crash your system down
Once in place
He'll simulate
Your life - it's worthless now
God forsaken
Grotesque mind
An entity
That's come alive
Boot your screen
And suddenly
Approaching fast and mean
Once he's summoned and installed - Cyberface
He'll infest your motherboard - Cyberface
. . .
|
|
Don't speak to me of morality
Justice wrong or right
You dig up the dirt ignore the hurt
And spit out all your lies
Conscience free as we bleed
Hypocrisy born from greed
Don't preach to me of integrity
Or your legal highs
The judge's thrilled
He's dressed to kill
On TV every night
Subliminal - so absurd
It's criminal - yet can't be heard
Bloodsuckers - how can they sleep at night
Bloodsuckers - nothing but parasites
You will be on the stand today
They cannot harm you - it's okay
But they will destroy your family
And drag you through hell and tragedy
A circus heading into town
Complete with cameras and the clowns
The First Amendment shot to bits
The world is watching just for kicks
As the day drew close to hand
For all to view the faceless man
He put out the lights - it's sad
Now who's to blame for that?
Intimidate twist what you say
With their fine points of law
They lose the case but pontificate
And then appeal some more
Subliminal - it's so absurd
It's criminal - but can't be heard
Bloodsuckers - how can they sleep at night
Bloodsuckers - nothing but parasites
Bloodsuckers - how can they sleep at night
Bloodsuckers - nothing but parasites
I swear to tell the truth
The whole truth
And nothing but the truth
So help me God!
You will be on the stand today
They cannot harm you - it's okay
They will destroy your family
And drag you through hell and tragedy
Bloodsuckers - parasites
. . .
|
|
[G. Tipton]
I am love, I am hate
I'm an atheist with faith
Vent my anger with a smile
I'm polite or obscene
Either whisper or I scream
I'm not quite what I seem
I'm somewhere in between
I am young in my old age
I am calm or in a rage
I'm your friend or enemy
A pacifist or at war
I am rich but I am poor
I'm all extremes
I'm nowhere in between
Wide awake
Or in a dream
Nowhere in between
Like the pulse of a machine
I'm driven to extremes
I feel the turmoil boil in me
I'm neither healthy nor diseased
I am all extremes
But I'm still in between
Say right or say wrong
Outcast yet I belong
I'm high or I'm dry
Say I am weak yet I am strong
In between
In between
I am my alter ego
I am subconsciously
In depth but also shallow
Or somewhere in between
Oh I know I am
Always first in line or last
I swim with sharks or drown with rats
I'll defend as I attack
My world and yours are not the same
I am in a different lane
I am not where I seem
But I'm somewhere in between
I seek revenge
As I forgive
I die to live - ah
Not afraid but scared to death
I don't fit in
In between - all extremes
. . .
|
|
[G. Tipton, K.K. Downing]
I always used to be afraid
That I was going to lose my way
I never used to walk in line but stray
I never thought I'd see it through
That I could deal with losing you
But suddenly I see the light of day
Leading me in
From out of the night
Staying on course - I'm still alive
I had to confess I never thought I would ever survive
I was lost and found
I had run aground
I was lost but now I'm found
Focused on my altered state
I would just disorientate
Suffering alone amongst the crowd
Drifting on a sea of doubt
And no one ever heard me shout
That I was lost and couldn't find my way
No one at hand
Having no plan
Stumbled through a barren land
After so long
Of going wrong
I found the road
I was lost and found
I had run aground
I was lost but now I'm found
I was lost and found
I had hit the ground
I was lost but now I found
That I don't need no one
To survive
You've got to believe alone
You'll rise
Starting to run
Shedding the load
Now I can see I'm close to home
After so long
Of going wrong
I found the road
I was lost and found
I had run aground
I was lost but now I'm found
. . .
|
|
[Written by GLENN TIPTON, K.K. DOWNING & RIPPER OWENS]
You always were too cool
Pushing us around school
Everyone knew who you were
You always walked the line
We had to step aside
We always had to eat your dirt
But the tables turned
And things have changed
Time for a lesson
So let's spell it out again
Remind me just in case
You might have forgotten
What's my name?
Say it again
You always brought us down
Kicked the weak around
Making out that we didn't exist
When we'd speak our views
You'd say 'who are you'
And make your point with a fist
But the tables turned
And things have changed
Time for a lesson
So let's spell it out again
Remind me just in case
You might have forgotten
What's my name?
Say it again
. . .
|
Switch to Russian 
