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11. | Silent Scorn (instrumental) |
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
Let me introduce myself
I'm a social disease
I've come for your wealth
And leave you on your knees
No time for feeling sorry
I got here on my own
I won't ask for mercy
I choose to walk alone
What's yours is mine and what's mine is mine too
If you shake my hand better count your fingers
What if I do get caught?
What if there is no judgement?
If I'm right I lose nothing
If you 're right I lose it all
I ought to get caught
Because I'm doing something wicked
I'm guilty haunted by my fears
And the only consequences
Are dread and the fugitive mind
You built walls to protect you
So no one will infect you
Pursued by those out there
That vanish in thin air
Come a long way to find
What you really left behind
You don 't know when the end is
But it 's coming fast
Solos - Mustaine, Pitrelli
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
Broken down, feeling naked
Leaving me unfulfilled
Promising compromise
Championing mediocrity
Time and time again
What you said ain't what you mean
Even if all my bones are broken
I will drag myself back from the edge to
Kill the King, the King is dead, long live the King
Kill the King, the King is dead, long live the King,
I am the King, God save the King
Kill the King, the King is dead
I am the King, long live the King
Kill the King, the King is dead
I am the King, long live the King
I reveal a deceiver
In the highest seat in the land
His idle hands the Devil's workshop
Generate more smoke than heat
Time and time again
What you said ain't what you mean
Even if all my bones are broken
I will drag myself back from the edge to
Kill the King, the King is dead, long live the King
Kill the King, the King is dead, long live the King,
I am the King, God save the King
Kill the King, the King is dead
I am the King, long live the King
Kill the King, the King is dead
I am the King, long live the King
A new precedent in pain, a new precedent in pain
Mankind is blown to dust, mankind is blown to dust
An explosion of the Brain, an explosion of the Brain
Spontaneously combust, spontaneously combust
Kill the King, the King is dead,
Long live the King, I am the King
Kill the King, the King is dead,
Long live the King, I am the King
Kill the King, the King is dead,
Long live the King, I am the King
Kill the King, the King is dead,
Long live the King, I am the King
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
I sneak in my own house
It's four in the morning
I've had too much to drink
Said I was out with the boys
I creep in my bedroom
I slip into bed
I know if I wake her
I'll wake up dead
I wonder, will she find out?
About the other, other lover...
Diana
Wake up dead, you die
Wake up dead, and buried
Wake up dead, you die
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine; lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson)
In my hour of need
Ha, you're not there
And though I reach out for you...
Wouldn't lend a hand
Through the darkest hour
Grace did not shine on me
It feels so cold, very cold
No one cares for me
Did you ever think I get lonely?
Did you ever think that I needed love?
Did you ever think to stop thinking
You're the only one that I'm thinking of?
You'll never know how hard I tried
To find my space and satisfy you too.
Things will be better when I'm dead and gone
Don't try to understand
Knowing you, I'm probably wrong
But oh, how I lived my life for you
Still you'd turn away
Now as I die for you
My flesh still crawls as I breathe your name
All there years I thought I was wrong
Now I know it was you
Raise your head, raise your face, your eyes
Tell me who you think you are, who?
I walk, I walk alone into the promised land.
There's a better place for me
But it's far, far away
Everlasting life for me in a perfect world
But I gotta die first,
Please God send me on my way
Time has a way of taking time
Lonliness is not only felt by fools
Alone I call to ease the pain
Yearing to be held by you
Alone, so alone, I'm lost, consumed by the pain
The pain, the pain, the pain
Won't you hold me again?
You just laughed, ha ha, bitch!
My whole life is work built on the past
But the time has come when all things shall pass
The good has passed away.
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
from Last Action Hero soundtrack
The more of you that I inspect
The more of me I see reflect
The more I try to read your lips
The more the mask you're wearing rips
But when I seek out your voice
My ears are overcome with noise
You show and tell with greatest ease
Raving impossibilities
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry owe!
And when the story takes a twist
If folds like a contortionist
Slight of hand and quick exchange
The old tricks have been rearranged
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry
The searing of the sinew
My body fights for air
The ripping of the tissue
My lungs begin to tear
Gravity's got my bones
It pulls my flesh away
The steam finally dissipates
I make out my sweaty face
Association that I choose
Game I inevitably lose
Governed by laws set up by me
Fracture it's jaw to let me be
A cut-out cardboard condo maze
Filled with an insubordinate race
Irrational youths stop to stare
As music rubber hosed the air
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry again
And again and again, again
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry owe!
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
The mother of all that is evil
Her lips are poisonous venom
Wicked temptress knows how to please
The priestess roars, "Get down on your knees"
The rite of the praying mantis
Kiss the bones of enchantress
Spellbound searching through the night
A howling man surrenders the fight
One look in her lusting eyes
Savage fear in you will rise
Teeth of terror sinking in
The bite of the She-wolf
My desires of flesh obey me
The lioness will enslave me
Another heart beat my own
The sound of claws on cobblestone, I'm stoned
Beware what stalks you in the night
Beware the She-wolf and her bite
Her mystic lips tell only lies
Her hidden will to kill in disguise
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(Music: Mustaine, Friedman; lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson)
I like the way that I make you itch
And all the reasons I give you to bitch
And how I make you wanna scream in pain
And feel your life is just a losing game
I like the way that you let me in
The way you look when the walls cave it
I like the way that your stomach knots
And how you cry for it all to stop
I like the way that you fool yourself
And make believe there's nobody else
I like the way that you stand in line
And beg salvation from the empty skies
Don't want no revenge
Ain't no pay back time
It ain't called getting even
Here comes the reckoning day
I like the things that you try to fake
And your face when I see you break
And that you say you will pray for me
You realize you are prey for me
I like the way you stay on attack
No matter what, I keep coming back
And how you try to hold me down
But you end up driven to the ground
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
The light that fill my lonely cell,
Is blocked out by the key,
That locks the door to this hell,
The place they wanted me.
Time's racing like the wind,
Execution's near.
Oh Lord, I wait for death,
And yes, I have no fear.
I recall that night, my every breath,
And step along the way.
Closed my eyes, walking,
As danger paved the way.
The devil and the darkness
Let her evil wander free.
And here on Devil's Island,
The final stop for me.
Devil's Island! Devil's Island!
Oh there's no escape,
The sea is full of sharks.
The tides take you way
And smash you on the rocks.
The sun is shining,
But feel not today,
Its warmth, it's dying,
And fading away.
Devil's Island! Devil's Island!
Oh hear the call,
From the grave beyond
Oh so pernicious,
Her soul could, it creates song.
As there is no man that is
Here upon the earth,
Able to terminate our
Noisome will since birth.
The priest that reads the sermons,
Is walking next to me,
To the stake, my last request,
To have her burn with me.
But so it did, the heavens opened,
Rain began to fall.
The final judgment came.
And was spread before you all.
Final Judgment!
Old, weak, and feeble,
But the lesson taught to me,
To stay away from evil,
She doesn't care for me.
She haunts me in my sleep,
Though I tore that page away.
And here on Devil's Island,
I'll always have to stay.
Devil's Island! Devil's Island!
Here I am
Devil's Island! Devil's Island!
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
I'm doing you a favor
As I'm taking all your money
I guess I should feel sorry
But I don't even trust me
There's bad news creeping up
And you feel a sudden chill
How do you do? My name is trouble
I'm coming in for the kill...
And you know I will
Set the ball a-rollin'
I'll be clicking off the miles
On the train of consequences
My boxcar life of style
My thinking is derailed
I'm tied up to the tracks
The train of consequences
There ain't no turning back
No horse ever ran as fast
As the money that you bet
I'm blowing on my cards
And I play them to my chest
Life's fabric is corrupt
Shot through with corroded thread
As for me I hocked my brains
Packed my bags and headed West
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
Don't remember where I was
I realized life was a game
The more seriously I took things
The harder the rules became
I had no idea what it'd cost
My life passed before my eyes
I found out how little I accomplished
All my plans denied
So as you read this know my friends
I'd love to stay with you all
Please smile when you think of me
My body's gone that's all
A Tout Le Monde
A tout mes amis
Je vous aime
Je dois partir
These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free
If my heart was still alive
I know it would surely break
And my memories left with you
There's nothing more to say
Moving on is a simple thing
What it leaves behind is hard
You know the sleeping feel no more pain
And the living are scarred
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
You give up on yourself
Somehow you got betrayed agin
Thin ice and luck runs out
Who will you blame it on this time?
Due to lack of interest in you
The light at the end of the tunnel
Was turned off
And something I noticed
Beating you is thrilling me
I've got a secret for you
If you took your own direction
If only you practice what you preach
If you follow your advice
You wouldn't be burning bridges all the time
Don't close your eyes to injustice
Listen, being brave ain't chicken shit
A man without any valor
Has nothing worth living for
Due to lack of interest in you
The light at the end of the tunnel
Was turned off
And something I noticed
Beating you is thrilling me
I've got a secret for you
If you took your own direction
If only you practice what you preach
If you follow your advice
You wouldn't be burning bridges all the time
Solo - Mustaine
Solo - Pitrelli
If you took your own direction
If only you practice what you preach
If you follow your advice
You wouldn't be burning bridges all the time
If you took your own direction
If only you practice what you preach
If you follow your advice
You wouldn't be burning bridges all the time
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
Welcome to our fortress tall
Take some time to show you around
Impossible to break these walls
For you see the steel is much to strong
Computer banks to rule the world
Instruments to sight the stars.
Possibly I've seen too much
Hangar 18, I know too much
Foreign life-forms inventory
Suspended state of cryogenics
Selective amnesia's the story
Believed, foretold, but who'd suspect
The military intelligence
Two words combined that can't make sense
Possibly I've seen too much
Hangar 18, I know too much
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
Welcome to an empty fortress
A mighty wreck that once was proud
Ate alive by oxidation
Abandoned by a crew of cowards
Navigation systems failed
Computers crashed and they all fall down
Possibly I've seen too much
Hangar 18 I know too much
Solo - Pitrelli
All the guilty paid the price
Suspended by their broken necks
No one survived to tell the story
When foreign life forms resurrect
And military intelligence is
Still two words that can't make sense
Possibly I've seen too much
Hangar 18 I know too much
Solos - Pitrelli, Mustaine
Solos - Pitrelli, Mustaine, Pitrelli, Mustaine
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(Music: Mustaine, Ellefson; lyrics: Mustaine)
A cockroach in the concrete,
Courthouse tan and beady eyes.
A slouch with fallen arches,
Purging truths into great lies.
A little man with a big eraser,
Changing history
Procedures that he's programmed to,
All he hears and sees.
Altering the facts and figures,
Events and every issue.
Make a person disappear
And no one will ever miss you.
Rewrites every story,
Every poem that ever was.
Eliminates incompetence
And those who break the laws.
Follow the instructions
From the New Way's Evil Book of Rules.
Replacing rights with wrongs,
The files and records in the schools.
You say you've got the answers,
Well, who asked you anyway?
Ever think maybe
It was meant to be this way?
Don't try to fool us,
We know the worst is yet to come.
I believe my kingdom will come.
F is for fighting, R is for red
Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed.
E, we elect them, E, we eject them,
In the land of the free and the home of the brave.
D for your dying, O, your overture,
M, is for money, you know what that cures
They will cover your grave with manure.
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me,
As long as there's a PMRC.
Put your hand right up my shirt,
Pull the strings that me me work,
Jaws will part, words fall out,
Like a fish, with hook in my mouth.
Rewrites every story,
Every poem that ever was.
Eliminates incompetence
And those who break the laws.
Follow the instructions
From the New Way's Evil Book of Rules.
Replacing rights with wrongs,
The files and records in the schools.
I'm not a fish, I'm a man.
Hook in mouth!
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Friedman)
I lied just a little
When I said I need you
You stretched the truth
When you said that you knew
Just can't believe it
There's nothing to say
I was almost honest, almost
Living alone, can't stand this place
It's four in the morning and I still see your face
I was nearly pure
When I said I loved you
You were semi-sincere
You said I'd bleed for you
We were kind of candid
Now you've gone away
You were almost honest, almost
Living alone, falling from grace
I want to atone but there's just empty space
I can't face tomorrow, now you're not coming back
Walked off in the night and just left me the tracks
I question your call by the tone of your voice
I know I should hang up but I don't have a choice
It happened that night when you told me to go
Don't ask who's to blame, I don't know
Almost, almost honest
Almost, I was almost honest
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
The tides of change pulled us apart
I feel a familiar pain
It seems like years since we've loved
Or even liked and that's a lonely way to be
Drifting alone in a sea of agony
Your face I can't recognize
Don't make this hard on us
I will miss you if you just go away
I did no right you did no wrong
Nothing left but wasted days
I regret you leaving
But I will never take you back
Solo - Pitrelli
You know what? It's over
I just don't feel the same way as I used to
We've been together forever, but it's over
Goodbye 1000 times goodbye
The thought never crossed my mind
That this would be my last goodbye
Let me put pennies on your eyes
And kiss your lips one last goodbye
My love 1000 times goodbye
It seems nothing good is free
A good thing cost much more than the price
You were good but not that good
Don't kid yourself now it's time to break up
Drifting alone in a sea of agony
Your face I can't recognize
Don't make this hard on us
I will miss you if you just go away
I did no right you did no wrong
Nothing left but wasted days
I regret you leaving
But I'll never take you back
Solo - Pitrelli
Don't call me anymore. It's just not...
I don't feel the same way about you
Its not as good as it used to be
Goodbye 1000 times goodbye
The thought never crossed my mind
That this would be my last goodbye
Let me put pennies on your eyes
And kiss your lips one last goodbye
My love 1000 times goodbye
Solo - Mustaine
I'll always love you but just not like that
Like what?
I want to be honest with you I met someone else
You did what?
And I really, I really love him like I used to love you
Remember the time that I told you that
I was going out of town for business?
Well I went to see him
You know what? You suck!
Solo - Mustaine
Goodbye 1000 times
You'll always have a special place
In my heart you know that
It's just I can't be with you anymore it's over
Goodbye 1000 times
Things may not work out with him
Goodbye 1000 times
And if they don't
Goodbye 1000 times
Then I'll certainly call you
Goodbye 1000 times
You mean a lot to me
I still really want to be friends with you
I love you like you're my brother
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
Imagine you were at my station
And you brought your motor to me
You're a burner, yeah a real motor car
Said you wanna get your order filled
Made me shiver when I put it in
Pumping just won't do, ya know, lucky for you
Whoever though you'd be better
At turning a screw than me?
I do it for my life
Made my drive shaft crank
Made by pistons buldge
Made my bearings melt from the heat
We were shifting hard when we took off
Put, tonight, all four on the floor
Said you wanna get your order filled
Made me shiver when I put it in
Pumping just won't do, ya know, lucky for you
I'm giving you my room service
And ya know it's more than enough
Oh more more time ya know I'm in love
Said you wanna get your order filled
Made me shiver when I put it in
Pumping just won't do, ya know, lucky for you
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson)
This morning I made the call
The one that ends it all
Hanging up, I wanted to cry
But damnit, this wells gone dry
Not for the money, not for the fame
Not for the power, just no more games
But now I'm safe in the eye of tornado
I can't replace the lies that let a thousand days go
No more living trapped inside
In her way I'll surely die
In the eye of the tornado, blow me away
You'll grow to loathe my name
You'll hate me just the same
You won't need your breath
And soon you'll meet your death
Not from the years, not from the use
Not from the tears, just self abuse
Who's to say what's for me to say?
Who's to say what's for me to be?
Who's to say what's for me to do?
'Cause a big nothing it'll be for me
The land of opportunity
The golden chance for me
My future looks so bright
Now I think I've seen the light
Can't say what's on my mind
Can't do what I really feel
In this bed I made for me
Is where I sleep, I really feel
I warn you of the fate
Proven true too late
Your tongue twists perverse
Come drink now of this curse
And now I fill your brain
I spin you round again
My poison fills your head
As I tuck you in your bed
You feel my fingertips
You won't forget my lips
You'll feel my cold breath
It's the kiss of death
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson, Menza, Friedman)
People have round shoulders
From fairing heavy loads,
And the soldiers liberate them,
Laying mines along their roads.
Sorrow paid for valor
Is too much to recall
Of the countless corpses
Piled up along the wailing wall.
Melting down all metals,
Turning plows and shears to swords,
Shun words from the Bible,
We need implements of war.
Chalklines and red puddles
Of those who have been slain
Destiny, that crooked schemer,
Says the dead shall rise again
Where do we go from here?
And should we really care?
The end is finally here
God have mercy!
Now we've rewritten history
The one thing we've found out
Sweet taste of vindication
It turns to ashes in your mouth
If you're fighting to live
It's OK to die!
The answer to your question is...
Welcome to tomorrow!
Solo - Friedman
Solo - Friedman
Solo - Mustaine
Where do we go from here?
God have mercy!
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
Hello me... Meet the real me.
And my misfits way of life.
A dark black past in my most valued possession.
Hindsight is always 20-20,
But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy.
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story... Tell it to "Reader's Digest"!
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin.
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet.
I'm chomping at the bit
And my palms are getting wet,
Sweating bullets.
Solo - Mustaine
Hello me... It's me again.
You can subdue, but never tame me.
It gives me a migraine headache
Thinking down to your level.
Yea, just keep thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance.
Mankind has got to know
His limitations
Feeling claustrophobic,
Lke the walls are closing in.
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet.
I'm sharpening the axe
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets.
Well me... it's nice talking to myself,
A credit to dementia.
Someday you too will know my pain,
And smile its blacktooth grin.
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead.
My icy fingers claw your back,
Here I come again.
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands
And I don't know where I've been
Once you committed me
Now you've acquitted me
Claiming validity
For your stupidity
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again, whoa!
Sweating bullets
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Friedman)
Lost in a dream
Nothing is what it seems
Searching my head
For the words that you said
Tears filled my eyes
As we said our last goodbyes
This sad scene replays
Of you walking away
My body aches of mistakes
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust
Time and again
She repeats let's be friends
I smile and say yes
Another truth bends,
I must confess
I try to let go, but I know
We'll never end 'til we're dust
We lied to each other again
But I wish I could trust
My body aches of mistakes
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust
God help me please, on my knees
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust
How could this be happening to me
I'm lying when I say, "Trust me"
I can't believe this is true
Trust hurts
Why does trust equal suffering
Absolutely nothing we trust
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
You take a mortal man
And put him in control
Watch him become a god
Watch people's heads a'roll
A'roll...
Just like the Pied Piper
Led rats through the streets
We dance like marionettes,
Swaying to the symphony...
Of destruction
Acting like a robot
Its metal brain corrodes.
You try to take its pulse,
Before the head explodes.
Explodes...
Solo - Friedman
The earth starts to rumble
World powers fall
Awarring for the heavens,
A peaceful man stands tall.
Tall...
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"?
I talk to him everyday.
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"?
I go to court when I have to
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"?
I got nothing better to do.
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?
If there's a new way,
I'll be the first in line.
But it better work this time.
What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"?
I didn't know you had any feelings.
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
Just not your kind.
What do you mean, "I couldn't be the President
Of the United States of America"?
Tell me something, it's still "We the people," right?
If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line
But it better work this time
Can you put a price on peace?
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Pace sells... but who's buying?
Pace sells... but who's buying?
Pace sells... but who's buying?
Pace sells... but who's buying?
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Brother will kill brother
Spilling blood across the land
Killing for religion
Something I don't understand
Fools like me, who cross the sea
And come to foreign lands
Ask the sheep, for their beliefs
Do you kill on God's command?
A country that's divided
Surely will not stand
My past erased, no more disgrace
No foolish naive stand
The end is near, it's crystal clear
Part of the master plan
Don't look now to Israel
It might be your homelands
Holy wars
Upon my podium, as the
Know it all scholar
Down in my seat of judgement
Gavel's bang, uphold the law
Up on my soapbox, a leader
Out to change the world
Down in my pulpit as the holier
Than-thou-could-be-messenger of God
Wage the war on organized crime
Sneak attacks, rappel down the rocks
Behind the lines
Some people risk to employ me
Some people live to destroy me
Either way they die, they die
They killed my wife and my baby
With hopes to enslave me
First mistake.....last mistake!
Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants
Next mistake.....no more mistakes!
Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite
Because I don't say it, don't mean I ain't thinkin' it
Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away
I know what I said, now I must scream of the overdose
And the lack of mercy killings, mercy killings, mercy killings, killings, killings, killings
Next thing you know they'll take my thoughts way
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