Floating magenta in circles. Over slippery, white surfaces. . Reversed vitality. And the laughter of a metallic light. . The world is familiar. But it never seemed this real....
Fuck the middle east. There's too many problems. They just get in the way. We sure could live without them. They hijack our planes. They raise our oil prices.
junky, crackhead drugged out punk. sleeping in the dirt and piss. scheming of a better way. shit out of luck, he needs his fix. dirty, stinky, smelly bum.
His hand spells death. He breathes his vile breath. No way you can stop him once he's out. He hauts you sleep. In the tub he hides down deep. He rips your face and no one hears you shout.
Frankenstein and his Horse. Frankenstein and his Horse. He'll sell you an amp. He'll let you in his house. Frankenstein and his Horse.
You see them in the front. At every fuckin' show. Fist banging maniacs. With heads that move so slow. Who wants to see a fist. Right in their fucking face.
Just one chance to prevent. This from happening. Hold the lines. Their footsteps are deafening. This is how it begins. The air thick with sweat and fear.
Hablar sin escuchar, rendirte sin intentar. Pues amar sin ser amado, no es amar. Es llorar sin ser lágrima. . Como una estrella fugaz, todos los sueños se irán, se irán.
Originally performed by Verbal Abuse. . I don't want your problem. Sopping all the time. I can't even go. When I don't even have the time. . I want everything and every thing wants me.
Take a deep breath 'cause it all starts now. When you pull the fucking pin. The shrapnel burns. As it tears into the skin. . Ever wonder what it takes.
Surrender your cloth and collar priest. There's no need for your beliefs in war. This is a place for heathens. Into that darkness fires illuminate. . Grotesquely swollen by the heat.
What happened to you?. You're not the same. Something inside your head. Made a violent change. It's in your head. It's in your head. It's in your head.
Originally performed by Minor Threat. . What happened to you. You're not the same. Something inside your head made a violent change. . It's call it religion.
Metal and men clash once more to the end. Warriors above with power to kill descend. Militia of blood troops of hate march to die. Soldiers of Hell, veterans of death arise.
Crisis feed the lunacy, all fear the new machine. Consumed democracy returns a socialist regime. It's laid to rest without contest, all hail the new incompetence.
(lyrics - king; music - hanneman, king). . A misty night, a perfect night. Beneath the cold of the frozen star. You feel the fright, you know I'm near.
Look at my face, I feel the darkness. I'll stop and prey, I feel the crime. Into the silence, forever nightmare. Love is not brave, I'll make you cry.
Forever left behind. Behind what was meant to be. Destroying the worlds around me. With powers from inside. My soul is fading away. Yes I have been led astray.
Time is our master and only time can tell. If the prophecy will be fulfilled. Travel by night and fear the day. Here the legend begins. When aggression meets chaos destruction begins.
Rise up, and fight them. Join us, on this ground. Do not, deny them. Their twisted, your sound. . Chorus. We're standing on top of the world. Waiting for the flood.