ALBUM - KILL 'EM ALL

1. HIT THE LIGHTS

No life till leather
We are gonna kick some ass tonight
We got the metal madness
When our fans start screaming
It's right well alright
When we start to rock
We never want to stop again

Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights

You know our fans are insane
We are gonna blow this place away
with volume higher
Than anything today the only way
When we start to rock
We never want to stop again

Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights

With all out screaming
We are gonna rip right through your brain
We got the lethal power
It is causing you sweet pain Oh sweet pain
When we start to rock
We never want to stop again

Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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2. THE FOUR HORSEMEN

By the last breath of the fourth winds blow
Better raise your ears
The sound of hooves knocks at your door
Lock up your wife and children now
It's time to wield the blade
For now you have got some company

The Horsemen are drawing nearer
On the leather steeds they ride
They have come to take your life
On through the dead of night
With the four Horsemen ride
or choose your fate and die

You have been dying since the day
You were born
You know it has all been planned
The quartet of deliverance rides
A sinner once a sinner twice
No need for confession now
Cause now you have got the fight of your life

The Horsemen are drawing nearer
On the leather steeds they ride
They have come to take your life
On through the dead of night
With the four Horsemen ride
or choose your fate and die

Time
has taken its toll on you
The lines that crack your face
Famine
Your body it has torn through
Withered in every place
Pestilence
For what you have had to endure
And what you have put others through
Death
Deliverance for you for sure
There is nothing you can do

So gather round young warriors now
and saddle up your steeds
Killing scores with demon swords
Now is the death of doers of wrong
Swing the judgment hammer down
Safely inside armor blood guts and sweat

The Horsemen are drawing nearer
On the leather steeds they ride
They have come to take your life
On through the dead of night
With the four Horsemen ride
or choose your fate and die

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Dave Mustaine
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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3. MOTORBREATH

Living and dying laughing and crying
Once you have seen it you will never be the same
Life in the fast lane is just how it seems
Hard and it's heavy, it's dirty and mean

Motorbreath
It's how I live my life
I can't take it any other way
Motorbreath
The sign of living fast
It is going to take
Your breath away

Don't stop for nothing it's full speed or nothing
I am taking down you know whatever is in my way
Getting your kicks as you are shooting the line
Sending the shivers up and down your spine

Motorbreath
It's how I live my life
I can't take it any other way
Motorbreath
The sign of living fast
It is going to take
Your breath away

Those people who tell you not to take chances
They are all missing on what life is about
You only live once so take hold of the chance
Don't end up like others the same song and dance

Motorbreath
It's how I live my life
I can't take it any other way
Motorbreath
The sign of living fast
It is going to take
Your breath away

Words and Music by James Hetfield
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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4. JUMP IN THE FIRE

Down in the depths of my fiery home
The summons bell will chime
Tempting you and all the earth
to join our sinful kind
There is a job to be done and I'm the one
You people make me do it
Now it is time for your fate and I won't hesitate
to pull you down into this pit

So come on
Jump in the Fire
So come on
Jump in the Fire

With hell in my eyes and with death in my veins
The end is closing in
Feeding on the minds of man
and from their souls within
My disciples all shout to search out
And they always shall obey
Follow me now my child not the meek or the mild
But do just as I say

So come on
Jump in the Fire
So come on
Jump in the Fire

Jump by your will or be taken by force
I'll get you either way
Trying to keep the hellfire lit
I am stalking you as prey
Living your life as me I am you you see
There is part of me in everyone
So reach down grab my hand walk with me through the land
Come home where you belong

So come on
Jump in the Fire
So come on
Jump in the Fire

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Dave Mustaine
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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5. (ANESTHESIA) PULLING TEETH
        [Instrumental]

6. WHIPLASH

Late at night all systems go
You have come to see the show
We do our best You're the rest
You make it real you know
There is a feeling deep inside
That drives you fuckin' mad
A feeling of a hammerhead
You need it oh so bad

Adrenaline starts to flow
You're thrashing all around
Acting like a maniac
Whiplash

Bang your head against the stage
Like you never did before
Make it ring Make it bleed
Make it really sore
In a frenzied madness
with your leathers and your spikes
Heads are bobbing all around
It is hot as hell tonight

Adrenaline starts to flow
You're thrashing all around
Acting like a maniac
Whiplash

Here on stage the Marshall noise
is piercing through your ears
It kicks your ass kick your face
Exploding feeling nears
Now is the time to let it rip
To let it fuckin' loose
We are gathered here to maim and kill
Cause this is what we choose

Adrenaline starts to flow
You're thrashing all around
Acting like a maniac
Whiplash

The show is through the metal is gone
It is time to hit the road
Another town Another gig
Again we will explode
Hotel rooms and motorways
Life out here is raw
But we will never stop
We will never quit
cause we are Metallica

Adrenaline starts to flow
You're thrashing all around
Acting like a maniac
whiplash

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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7. PHANTOM LORD

Sound is ripping through your ears
The deafening sound of metal nears
Your bodies waiting for his whips
The taste of leather on your lips

Hear the cry of War
Louder than before
With his sword in hand
to control the land
Crushing metal strikes
on this frightening night
Fall onto your knees
For the Phantom Lord

Victims falling under chains
You hear them crying dying pains
The fists of terrors breaking through
Now there's nothing you can do

Hear the cry of War
Louder than before
With his sword in hand
to control the land
Crushing metal strikes
on this frightening night
Fall onto your knees
For the Phantom Lord

The leather armies have prevailed
The Phantom Lord has never failed
Smoke is lifting from the ground
The rising volume metal sound

Hear the cry of War
Louder than before
With his sword in hand
to control the land
Crushing metal strikes
on this frightening night
Fall onto your knees
For the Phantom Lord

Fall to your knees
and bow to the Phantom Lord

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Dave Mustaine
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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8. NO REMORSE

No mercy for what we are doing
No thought to even what we have done
We don't need to feel the sorrow
No remorse for the helpless one

War without end
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath

Blood feeds the war machine
as it eats its way across the land
We don't need to feel the sorrow
No remorse is the one command

War without end
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath

Only the strong survive
No one to save the weaker race
We are ready to kill all comers
Like a loaded gun right at your face

War without end
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
No remorse No repent
We don't care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath

Attack
Bullets are flying
People are dying
with madness surrounding all hell's breaking loose
Soldiers are hounding
Bodies are mounting
cannons are shouting to take their abuse
With war machines going
Blood starts to flowing
No mercy given to anyone hear
The furious fighting
Swords are like lighting
It all becomes frightening to you
Know death is near
No remorse

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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9. SEEK & DESTROY

We are scanning the scene
in the city tonight
We are looking for you
to start up a fight
There is an evil feeling
in our brains
But it is nothing new
you know it drives us insane

Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy

There is no escape
and that is for sure
This is the end we won't take any more
Say goodbye
to the world you live in
You have always been taking
but now you're giving

Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy

Our brains are on fire
with the feeling to kill
And it won't go away
until our dreams are fulfilled
There is only one thing
on our minds
Don't try running away
`cause you're the one we will find

Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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10. METAL MILITIA

Thunder and lightning the gods take revenge
Senseless destruction
Victims of fury are cowardly now
Running for safety
Stabbing the harlot to pay for her sins
Leaving the virgin
Suicide running as if it were free
Ripping and tearing

On through the mist and the madness
We are trying to get the message to you
Metal Militia
Metal Militia
Metal Militia

Chained and shadowed to be left behind
nine and one thousand
Metal militia for your sacrifice
iron clad soldiers
Join or be conquered the law of the land
What will befall you
The metalization of your inner soul
twisting and turning

On through the mist and the madness
We are trying to get the message to you
Metal Militia
Metal Militia
Metal Militia

We are as one as we all are the same
fighting for one cause
Leather and metal are our uniforms
protecting what we are
Joining together to take on the world
with our heavy metal
Spreading the message to everyone here
Come let yourself go

On through the mist and the madness
We are trying to get the message to you
Metal Militia
Metal Militia
Metal Militia

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Dave Mustaine
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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James Hetfield - Rhythm guitar, vocals
Lars Ulrich    - Drums
Cliff Burton   - Bass guitar
Dave Mustaine  - Lead guitar

 

ALBUM - RIDE THE LIGHTNING

1. FIGHT FIRE WITH FIRE

Do unto others as they have done to you
But what the hell is this world coming to?

Blow the universe into nothingness
Nuclear warfare shall lay us to rest

Fight fire with fire
Ending is near
Fight fire with fire
Bursting with fear

We all shall die

Time is like a fuse, short and burning fast
Armageddon is here, like said in the past

Fight fire with fire
Ending is near
Fight fire with fire
Bursting with fear

Soon to fill our lungs the hot winds of death
The gods are laughing, so take your last breath

Fight fire with fire
Ending is near
Fight fire with fire
Bursting with fear

Fight fire with fire

Fight

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Cliff Burton
Copyright © 1984 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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2. RIDE THE LIGHTNING

Guilty as charged
But damn it, it ain't right
There is someone else controlling me

Death in the air
Strapped in the electric chair
This can't be happening to me

Who made you God to say
"I'll take your life from you!"

Flash before my eyes
Now it's time to die
Burning in my brain
I can feel the flame

Wait for the sign
To flick the switch of death
It's the beginning of the end

Sweat, chilling cold
As I watch death unfold
Consciousness is my only friend

My fingers grip with fear
What I am doing here?

Flash before my eyes
Now it's time to die
Burning in my brain
I can feel the flame

Someone help me
Oh please God help me
They are trying to take it all away
I don't want to die

Time moving slow
The minutes seem like hours
The final curtain call I see

How true is this?
Just get it over with
If this is true, just let it be

Wakened by the horrid scream
Freed from the frightening dream

Flash before my eyes
Now it's time to die
Burning in my brain
I can feel the flame

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Cliff Burton and Dave Mustaine
Copyright © 1984 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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3. FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS

Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Sounding gun, on they run through the endless grey
On the fight, for they are right, yes, by who's to say?
For a hill men would kill, why? They do not know
Suffered wounds test there their pride
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know

For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls

Take a look to the sky just before you die
It is the last time you will
Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
He hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Now they will see what will be, blinded eyes to see

For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Cliff Burton
Copyright © 1984 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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4. FADE TO BLACK

Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filing me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now He's gone

No one but me can save myself, but it's too late
Now I can't think, think why I should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death Greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Cliff Burton and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1984 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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5. TRAPPED UNDER ICE

I don't know how to live trough this hell
Woken up, I'm still locked in this shell
Frozen soul, frozen down to the core
Break the ice, I can't take anymore

Freezing
Can't move at all
Screaming
Can't hear my call
I am dying to live
Cry out
I'm trapped under the ice

Crystallized, as I lay here and rest
Eyes of glass stare directly at death
From deep sleep I have broken away
No one knows, no one hears what I say

Freezing
Can't move at all
Screaming
Can't hear my call
I am dying to live
Cry out
I'm trapped under the ice

Scream from my soul
Fate, mystified
Hell, forever more

No release from my cryonic state
What is this? I've been stricken by fate
Wrapped up tight, cannot move, can't break free
Hand of doom has a tight grip on me

Freezing
Can't move at all
Screaming
Can't hear my call
I am dying to live
Cry out
I'm trapped under the ice

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1984 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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6. ESCAPE

Feel no pain, but my life ain't easy
I know I'm my best friend
No one cares, but I'm so much stronger
I'll fight until the end
To escape from the true false world
Undamaged destiny
Can't get caught in the endless circle
Ring of stupidity

Out of my own, out to be free
One with my mind, they just can't see
No need to hear things that they say
Life is for my own to live my own way

Rape my mind and destroy my feelings
Don't tell my what to do
I don't care now, 'cause I'm on my side
And I can see through you
Feed my brain with your so called standards
Who says that I ain't right
Break away from your common fashion
See through your blurry sight

Out of my own, out to be free
One with my mind, they just can't see
No need to hear things that they say
Life is for my own to live my own way

See them try to bring the hammer down
No damn chains can hold me to the ground

Life'S for my own, to live my own way
Life's for my own, to live my own way

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1984 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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7. CREEPING DEATH

Slaves
Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh
Heed
To his every word, live in fear
Faith
Of the unknown one, the deliverer
Wait
Something must be done, four hundred years

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Now
Let my people go, land of goshen
Go
I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood
Running red and strong, down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man

I
Rule the midnight air the destroyer
Born
I shall soon be there, deadly mass
I
Creep the steps and floor final darkness
Blood
Lambs blood painted door, I shall pass

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Cliff Burton and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1984 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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8. THE CALL OF KTULU
[HETFIELD/ULRICH/BURTON/MUSTAINE]
       [INSTRUMENTAL]

James hetfield - Rhythm Guitar, Vocals
Lars Ulrich    - Drums
Kirk Hammett   - Lead Guitar
Cliff Burton   - Bass Guitar

ALBUM - MASTER OF PUPPETS

1. BATTERY

Lashing out the action, returning the reaction
Weak are ripped and torn away
Hypnotizing power, crushing all that cower
Battery is here to stay

Smashing through the boundaries, lunacy has found me
Cannot stop the battery
Pounding out aggression turns into obsession
Cannot kill the battery
Cannot kill the family, battery is found in me

Battery

Crushing all deceivers, mashing non-believers
Never-ending potency
Hungry violence-seeker feeding off the weaker
Breeding on insanity

Smashing through the boundaries, lunacy has found me
Cannot stop the battery
Pounding out aggression turns into obsession
Cannot kill the battery
Cannot kill the family, battery is found in me

Battery
Battery

Circle of destruction, hammer comes crushing
Powerhouse of energy
Whipping up a fury, dominating flurry
We create the battery

Smashing through the boundaries, lunacy has found me
Cannot stop the battery
Pounding out aggression turns into obsession
Cannot kill the battery
Cannot kill the family, battery is found in me

Battery

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1986 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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2. MASTER OF PUPPETS

End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sudden dark is clear
Leading on your deaths construction
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way, never you betray
life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
chop your breakfast on a mirror
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Master, Master, Where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master, You promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter, All I hear and see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
now your life is out of season
I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you too

Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

  [1st guitar solo: Hetfield]

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett and Cliff Burton
Copyright © 1986 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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3. THE THING THAT SHOULD NOT BE

Messenger of Fear in sight
Dark deception kills the light

Hybrid children watch the sea
Pray for Father, roaming free

fearless Wretch
insanity
He watches
lurking beneath the sea
great Old One
forbidden site
He searches
Hunter of the Shadows is rising

immortal
in madness You dwell

Crawling Chaos, underground
cult has summoned, twisted sound

Out from ruins once possessed
fallen city, living death

fearless Wretch
insanity
He watches
lurking beneath the sea
Timeless sleep
Has been upset
He awakens
Hunter of the Shadows is rising

immortal
in madness You dwell

Not dead which eternal lie
stranger eons Death may die

Drain you of your sanity
face The Thing That Should Not Be

fearless Wretch
insanity
He watches
lurking beneath the sea
great Old One
forbidden site
He searches
Hunter of the Shadows is rising
Immortal
In madness you dwell

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1986 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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4. WELCOME HOME (SANITARIUM)

Welcome to where time stands still
no one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
just labeled mentally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see our freedom in my sight
No locked doors, No windows barred
No things to make my brain seem scarred

Sleep my friend and you will see
that dream is my reality
They keep me locked up in this cage
can't they see it's why my brain says Rage

Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Build my fear of what's out there
and cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
assuring me that I'm insane
They think our heads are in their hands
but violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him well
he's getting better, can't you tell?

No more can they keep us in
Listen, damn it, we will win
They see it right, they see it well
but they think this saves us from our hell

Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Fear of living on
natives getting restless now
Mutiny in the air
got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
Kill, it's such a friendly word
seems the only way
for reaching out again.

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1986 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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5. DISPOSABLE HEROES

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
a servant `til I fall

Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
do just as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away

Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you wear, glory seeker trends
bodies fill the fields I see
the slaughter never ends

Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away

Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

Why, Am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, Hell is here

I was born for dying

Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
had no chance to see myself, moulded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun

Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away

Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

Back to the front.

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1986 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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6. LEPER MESSIAH

Spineless from the start, sucked into the part
circus comes to town, you play the lead clown
Please, please
spreading his disease, living by his story
Knees, knees
falling to your knees, suffer for his glory
You will

Time for lust, time for lie
time to kiss your life goodbye
Send me money, send me green
Heaven you will meet
Make a contribution
and you'll get a better seat
Bow to Leper Messiah

Marvel at his tricks, need your Sunday fix
blind devotion came, rotting your brain
Chain, chain
Join the endless chain
Taken by his glamour
Fame, Fame
Infection is the game, stinking drunk with power
We see

Time for lust, time for lie
time to kiss your life goodbye
Send me money, send me green
Heaven you will meet
Make a contribution
and you'll get a better seat
Bow to Leper Messiah

Witchery, weakening
Sees the sheep are gathering
set the trap, hypnotize
now you follow

Time for lust, time for lie
time to kiss your life goodbye
Send me money, send me green
Heaven you will meet
Make a contribution
and you'll get a better seat
Bow to Leper Messiah

Lie

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1986 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

 

7. ORION
[HETFIELD/ULRICH/BURTON]
    [Instrumental]

8. DAMAGE, INC.

Dealing out the agony within
charging hard and no one's gonna give in
Living on your knees, conformity
or dying on your feet for honesty
Inbred, our bodies work as one
bloody, but never cry submission
Following our instinct not a trend
go against the grain until the end

Blood will follow blood
Dying time is here
Damage, Incorporated

Slamming through, don't fuck with razorback
stepping out? You'll feel our hell on your back
Blood follows blood and we make sure
life ain't for you and we're the cure
Honesty is my only excuse
Try to rob us of it, but it's no use
Steamroller action crushing all
Victim is your name and you shall fall

Blood will follow blood
Dying time is here
Damage, Incorporated

We chew and spit you out
we laugh, you scream and shout
All flee, with fear you run
You'll know just where we come from

Damage, Incorporated

Damage jackals ripping right through you
sight and smell of this, it gets me goin'
Know just how to get just what we want
tear it from your soul in nightly hunt
Fuck it all and fucking no regrets
Never happy endings on these dark sets
All's fair for Damage Inc. you see
step a little closer if you please

Blood will follow blood
Dying time is here
Damage, Incorporated

[intro bass: Burton]

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett and Cliff Burton
Copyright © 1986 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

James Hetfield - Rhythm guitar, vocals
Lars Ulrich    - Drums
Cliff Burton   - Bass guitar, backing vocals
Kirk Hammett   - Lead guitar

 

ALBUM - GARAGE DAYS RE-VISITED (1987)

1. HELPLESS
[ORIGINAL: DIAMOND HEAD, HARRIS/TATLER]

I gotta see you moving fast
See you come my way
See the dreams, I hope they last
Never fade away.

Gotta see the lights above
Make it loud tonight
Gotta set it all a-fire
Set it all a-light

See the flashing lights
Hear the thunder roar
I am gonna set you all a-light
Gotta make it man
I ain't got a choice
Gotta fill this hall tonight

Helpless
Helpless
Helpless
Helpless

I don't what I'm gonna do
Maybe not tonight
Gotta set you all a-fire
Gotta treat you right.

I can see the flashing lights
Lit before your love, ohh
Gotta hear the thunder roar
Coming from above.

See the flashing lights
Hear the thunder roar
I'm gonna set you all alight
Gotta make it man
I ain't got no choice
Gotta fill this hall tonight

Helpless
Helpless
Helpless
Helpless

I can see the stars
I can see what's going on

Every night alone
I sing my song just for fun.

Only time will tell
If I'll make it myself someday
This stage is mine
Music is my destiny.

Cannot squeeze the life from me!

I can see the lights
But I can see what's going on
Every night alone
I sing my song just for fun.

Business in collapse
Some men don't like it so
Helpless maybe babe,
But you can leave or join the show.

Cannot squeeze the life from me!

2. THE SMALL HOURS
[ORIGINAL: HOLOCAUST]

Look out at the darkness,
And you will see,
Just call my name and I'll be there.

You cannot touch me,
You would not dare,
I am the chill that's in the air.

[chorus]

And I try to get through to you,
In my own special way,
As the barriers crumble,
At the end of the day.

Dark rivers are flowing,
Back into the past,
You are the fish for which I cast.

And what of the future,
What is to be,
As the rivers flow into the sea.

[chorus]

Do not take for granted,
Powers out there,
Don't step into the demon's lair.

Time is an illusion,
Rising from time,
Steep is the mountain which we climb.

3. THE WAIT
[ORIGINAL: KILLING JOKE]

Motives changing
Day to day
The fire increases
Masks decay
I look at the river
White foam floats down
The body's poisoned
Got to sit tight

The wait
The wait
The wait
The wait

After awakening
The silence grows
The screams subside
Distortion shows
Mutant thoughts
Of bad mouthed news
Just another birth
Of distorted views

The wait
The wait
The wait
The wait

4. CRASH COURSE IN BRAIN SURGERY
[ORIGINAL: BUDGIE, SHELLY/BOURGE/PHILLIPS]

Look inside and you will see
The words are cutting deep inside my brain
Thunder burnin' quickly burning
Knife of words is driving me insane, insane yeah

Raven black is on my track
He shows me how to neutralize the knife
Show to me in surgery
The art of fighting words to conquer life, conquer life yeah

Now the wicked lance of fear
Is driven from my heady moutain brain
Crash course in brain surgery
Has stopped the bloody knife of words again yeah, yeah, yeah

5. LAST CARESS/GREEN HELL
[ORIGINAL: DIAMOND HEAD, HARRIS/TATLER]

[LAST CARESS]

I've got somethin' to say
I killed your baby today and it
Doesn't matter much to me
As long as it's dead

I've got somethin' to say
I raped your mother today and it
Doesn't matter much to me
As long as she spread

[Chorus:]

Sweet lovely death
Just waiting for your breath
Come sweet Death One Last Caress.

[Repeat verse 1]
[Repeat chorus 2 times]

One Last Caress today,
Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh [repeat]

[GREEN HELL]

Here in this place lies the key to your death
Touch it, see it
Here in this place is the means to your end
Touch it, feel it
Green hell

You did your best as someone could
I bet you never knew you would
Did you run away from it?
I bet you thought you were really good

We're gonna burn in hell
Green Hell Green Hell
Like every hell but kind of green
Green Hell Green Hell
Try let me get back up there
Green Hell Green Hell
Feel it burning in your cereal
Green Hell Green Hell
Throw our fuckin' friends inside
Green Hell Green Hell
Gotta fuckin' pay and you must stay
Green Hell Green Hell
Cannot forget about the best
Green Hell Green Hell
Hell is reigning in your blood
Green Hell Green Hell
Gotta burn it all
Green hell

You did your best as someone could
I bet you never knew you would
And did you run away from me
I bet you think they were really good

Here in this place lies the key to your death
Touch it, see it
Here in this place sister won't let it in
Touch it, feel it
Green hell

You did your best as someone could
I bet you'd never knew you would
Did you run away from it?
I bet you thought you were really good
You've come to this as someone told
I bet you'd never knew you would
Gonna bring
Green hell

James Hetfield - Rhythm guitar, vocals
Lars Ulrich    - Drums
Kirk Hammet    - Lead guitar
Jason Newsted  - Bass guitar

 

ALBUM - ...AND JUSTICE FOR ALL

1. BLACKENED

Blackened Is the End
Winter it Will Send
Throwing All You See
Into Obscurity

Death of Mother Earth
Never a Rebirth
Evolution's End
Never Will it Mend

Never

Fire
To Begin Whipping Dance of the Dead
Blackened Is the End
To Begin Whipping Dance of the Dead
Color Our World Blackened

Blistering of Earth
Terminate its Worth
Deadly Nicotine
Kills What Might Have Been

Callous Frigid Chill
Nothing Left to Kill
Never Seen Before
Breathing Nevermore

Never

Fire
To Begin Whipping Dance of the Dead
Blackened Is the End
To Begin Whipping Dance of the Dead
Color Our World Blackened

Blackened

Opposition...Contradiction...Premonition...Compromise
Agitation...Violation...Mutilation...Planet Dies
Darkest Color
Blistered Earth
True Death of Life
Termination....Expiration...Cancellation...Human Race
Expectation...Liberation...Population...Lay to Waste
See Our Mother
Put to Death
See Our Mother Die

Smoldering Decay
Take Her Breath Away
Millions of Our Years
In Minutes Disappears

Darkening in Vain
Decadence Remains
All Is Said and Done
Never Is the Sun

Never

Fire
To Begin Whipping Dance of the Dead
Blackened Is the End
To Begin Whipping Dance of the Dead
Fire
Is the Outcome of Hypocrisy
Darkest Potency
In the Exit of Humanity
Color Our World Blackened

Blackened

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Jason Newsted
Copyright © 1988 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

2. ...AND JUSTICE FOR ALL

Halls of Justice Painted Green
Money Talking
Power Wolves Beset Your Door
Hear Them Stalking
Soon You'll Please Their Appetite
They Devour
Hammer of Justice Crushes You
Overpower

The Ultimate in Vanity
Exploiting Their Supremacy
I Can't Believe the Things You Say
I Can't Believe
I Can't Believe the Price You Pay
Nothing Can Save You

Justice Is Lost
Justice Is Raped
Justice Is Gone
Pulling Your Strings
Justice Is Done
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
So True
So Real

Apathy Their Stepping Stone
So Unfeeling
Hidden Deep Animosity
So Deceiving
Through Your Eyes Their Light Burns
Hoping to Find
Inquisition Sinking You
With Prying Minds

The Ultimate in Vanity
Exploiting Their Supremacy
I Can't Believe the Things You Say
I Can't Believe
I Can't Believe the Price You Pay
Nothing Can Save You

Justice Is Lost
Justice Is Raped
Justice Is Gone
Pulling Your Strings
Justice Is Done
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
So True
So Real

Lady Justice Has Been Raped
Truth Assassin
Rolls of Red Tape Seal Your Lips
Now You're Done in
Their Money Tips Her Scales Again
Make Your Deal
Just What Is Truth? I Cannot Tell
Cannot Feel

The Ultimate in Vanity
Exploiting Their Supremacy
I Can't Believe the Things You Say
I Can't Believe
I Can't Believe the Price We Pay
Nothing Can Save Us

Justice Is Lost
Justice Is Raped
Justice Is Gone
Pulling Your Strings
Justice Is Done
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
So True
So Real
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
So True
So Real

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1988 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

3. EYE OF THE BEHOLDER

Do You See What I See?
Truth Is an Offense
You Silence for Your Confidence

Do You Hear What I Hear?
Doors Are Slamming Shut
Limit Your Imagination, Keep You Where They must

Do You Feel What I Feel?
Bittering Distress
Who Decides What You Express?

Do You Take What I Take?
Endurance Is the Word
Moving Back Instead of Forward Seems to Me Absurd

Doesn't Matter What You See
Or into it What You Read
You Can Do it Your Own Way
If It's Done Just How I Say

Independence Limited
Freedom of Choice
Choice Is Made for You My Friend
Freedom of Speech
Speech Is Words That They Will Bend
Freedom with Their Exception

Do You Fear What I Fear?
Living Properly
Truths to You Are Lies to Me

Do You Choose What I Choose?
More Alternatives
Energy Derives from Both the plus and Negative

Do You Need What I Need?
Boundaries Overthrown
Look Inside to Each His Own

Do You Trust What I Trust?
Me, Myself and I
Penetrate the Smoke Screen I See Through the Selfish Lie

Doesn't Matter What You See
Or into it What You Read
You Can Do it Your Own Way
If It's Done Just How I Say

Independence Limited
Freedom of Choice
Choice Is Made for You My Friend
Freedom of Speech
Speech Is Words That They Will Bend
Freedom with Their Exception

Do You Know What I Know?
Your Money And Your Wealth
Your Silence Just to Hear Your Self

Do You Want What I Want?
Desire Not a Thing
I Hunger after Independence Lengthen Freedom's Ring

Doesn't Matter What You See
Or into it What You Read
You Can Do it Your Own Way
If It's Done Just How I Say

Independence Limited
Freedom of Choice
Choice Is Made for You My Friend
Freedom of Speech
Speech Is Words That They Will Bend
Freedom no longer frees you

Doesn't Matter What You See
Or into it What You Read
You Can Do it Your Own Way
If It's Done Just How I Say

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1988 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

4. ONE

I Can't Remember Anything
Can't Tell If this Is True or Dream
Deep down Inside I Feel to Scream
this Terrible Silence Stops Me

Now That the War Is Through with Me
I'm Waking up I Can Not See
That There's Not Much Left of Me
Nothing Is Real but Pain Now

Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God, wake Me

Back in the Womb its Much Too Real
in Pumps Life That I must Feel
but Can't Look Forward to Reveal
Look to the Time When I'll Live

Fed Through the Tube That Sticks in Me
Just like a Wartime Novelty
Tied to Machines That Make Me Be
Cut this Life off from Me

Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God,wake Me

Now the World Is Gone I'm Just One
Oh God,help Me Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God Help Me

Darkness  Imprisoning Me
          All That I See
          Absolute Horror
          I Cannot Live
          I Cannot Die
          Trapped in Myself
          Body My Holding Cell

Landmine  Has Taken My Sight
          Taken My Speech
          Taken My Hearing
          Taken My Arms
          Taken My Legs
          Taken My Soul
          Left Me with Life in Hell

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1988 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

5. THE SHORTEST STRAW

Suspicion Is Your Name
Your Honesty to Blame
Put Dignity to Shame
Dishonor
Witchhunt Modern Day
Determining Decay
The Blatant Disarray
Disfigure
The Public Eyes' Disgrace
Defying Common Place
Unending Paper Chase
Unending

Deafening
Painstaking
Reckoning
This Vertigo it Doth Bring

Shortest Straw
Challenge Liberty
Downed by Law
Live in Infamy
Rub You Raw
Witchhunt Riding Through
Shortest Straw
This Shortest Straw Has Been Pulled for You

Pulled for You
Shortest Straw
Pulled for You
Shortest Straw
Pulled for You
Shortest Straw
Shortest Straw Has Been Pulled for You

The Accusations Fly
Discrimination, Why?
Your Inner Self to Die
Intruding
Doubt Sunk Itself in You
It's Teeth and Talons Through
Your Living Catch 22
Deluding

A Mass Hysteria
A Megalomania
Reveal Dementia
Reveal

Secretly
Silently
Certainly
In Vertigo You Will Be

Shortest Straw
Challenge Liberty
Downed by Law
Live in Infamy
Rub You Raw
Witchhunt Riding Through
Shortest Straw
This Shortest Straw Has Been Pulled for You

Pulled for You
Shortest Straw
Pulled for You
Shortest Straw
Pulled for You
Shortest Straw
Shortest Straw Has Been Pulled for You
Shortest Straw
Pulled for You
Shortest Straw
Pulled for You
Shortest Straw
Pulled for You
Shortest Straw
Shortest Straw Has Been Pulled for You

Behind You, Hands Are Tied
Your Being, Ostracized
Your Hell Is Multiplied
Upending
The Fallout Has Begun
Oppressive Damage Done
Your Many Turned to None
To Nothing
You're Reaching Your Nadir
Your Will Has Disappeared
The Lie Is Crystal Clear
Defending
Channels Red
One Word Said
Blacklisted
With Vertigo Make You Dead

Shortest Straw
Challenge Liberty
Downed by Law
Live in Infamy
Rub You Raw
Witchhunt Riding Through
Shortest Straw
This Shortest Straw Has Been Pulled for You
Pulled for You

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1988 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

6. HARVESTER OF SORROW

My Life Suffocates
Planting Seeds of Hate
I've Loved, Turned to Hate
Trapped Far Beyond My Fate

I Give
You Take
This Life That I Forsake
Been Cheated of My Youth
You Turned this Lie to Truth

Anger
Misery
You'll Suffer unto Me

Harvester of Sorrow
Language of the Mad
Harvester of Sorrow

Pure Black Looking Clear
My Work Is Done Soon Here
Try Getting Back to Me
Get Back Which Used to Be

Drink up
Shoot in
Let the Beatings Begin
Distributor of Pain
Your Loss Becomes My Gain

Anger
Misery
You'll Suffer unto Me

Harvester of Sorrow
Language of the Mad
Harvester of Sorrow

All Have Said Their Prayers
Invade Their Nightmares
See into My Eyes
You'll Find Where Murder Lies

Infanticide

Harvester of Sorrow
Language of the Mad
Harvester of Sorrow
Language of the Mad
Harvester of Sorrow

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1988 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

7. THE FRAYED ENDS OF SANITY

Never Hunger
Never Prosper
I Have Fallen Prey to Failure
Struggle Within
Triggered Again
Now the Candle Burns at Both Ends

Twisting under Schizophrenia
Falling Deep into Dementia

Old Habits Reappear
Fighting the Fear of Fear
Growing Conspiracy
Everyone's after Me
Frayed Ends of Sanity
Hear Them Calling
Hear Them Calling Me

Birth of Terror
Death of Much More
I'm the Slave of Fear, my Captor
Never Warnings
Spreading its Wings
As I Wait for the Horror She Brings
Loss of Interest, question, wonder
Waves of Fear They Pull Me under

Old Habits Reappear
Fighting the Fear of Fear
Growing Conspiracy
Everyone's after Me
Frayed Ends of Sanity
Hear Them Calling
Hear Them Calling Me

Into Ruin
I Am Sinking
Hostage of this Nameless Feeling
Hell Is Set Free
Flooded I'll Be
Feel the Undertow Inside Me

Height, hell, time, haste, terror, tension
Life, death, want, waste, mass Depression

Old Habits Reappear
Fighting the Fear of Fear
Growing Conspiracy
Myself Is after Me
Frayed Ends of Sanity
Hear Them Calling
Frayed Ends of Sanity
Hear Them Calling
Hear Them Calling Me

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1988 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

8. TO LIVE IS TO DIE
[VOCALS: JAMES HETFIELD]

When a man lies
He murders some part of the world
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives
All this I cannot bear to witness any longer
Cannot the kingdom of salvation take me home?

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Cliff Burton
Copyright © 1988 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

9. DYERS EVE

Dear Mother
Dear Father
What Is this Hell You Have Put Me Through
Believer
Deceiver
Day in Day out Live My Life Through You
Pushed onto Me What's Wrong or Right
Hidden from this Thing That They Call Life

Dear Mother
Dear Father
Every Thought I'd Think You'd Disapprove
Curator
Dictator
Always Censoring My Every Move
Children Are Seen But Are Not Heard
Tear out Everything Inspired

Innocence
Torn from Me Without Your Shelter
Barred Reality
I'm Living Blindly

Dear Mother
Dear Father
Time Has Frozen Still What's Left to Be
Hear Nothing
Say Nothing
Cannot Face the Fact I Think for Me
No Guarantee, it's Life as Is
But Damn You for Not Giving Me My Chance

Dear Mother
Dear Father
You've Clipped My Wings Before I Learned to Fly
Unspoiled
Unspoken
I've Outgrown That Fucking Lullaby
Same Thing I've Always Heard from You
Do as I Say Not as I Do

Innocence
Torn from Me Without Your Shelter
Barred Reality
I'm Living Blindly
I'm in Hell Without You
Cannot Cope Without You Two
Shocked at the World That I See
Innocent Victim Please Rescue Me

Dear Mother
Dear Father
Hidden in Your World You've Made for Me
I'm Seething
I'm Bleeding
Ripping Wounds in Me That Never Heal
Undying Spite I Feel for You
Living out this Hell You Always Knew.

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1988 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

James Hetfield - Rhythm guitar, vocals
Lars Ulrich    - Drums
Kirk Hammet    - Lead guitar
Jason Newsted  - Bass guitar

 

METALLICA - THE BLACK ALBUM

1. ENTER SANDMAN

Say your prayers little one
Don't forget, my son
To include everyone

Tuck you in, warm within
Keep you free from sin
Till the sandman he comes

Sleep with one eye open
Gripping your pillow tight

Exit light
Enter night
Take my hand
Off to never never land

Something's wrong, shut the light
Heavy thoughts tonight
And they aren't of snow white

Dreams of war, dreams of liars
Dreams of dragon's fire
And of things that will bite

Sleep with one eye open
Gripping your pillow tight

Exit light
Enter night
Take my hand
Off to never never land

Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray the lord my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
Pray the lord my soul to take

Hush little baby, don't say a word
And never mind that noise you heard
It's just the beast under your bed,
In your closet, in your head

Exit light
Enter night
Grain of sand

Exit light
Enter night
Take my hand
We're off to never never land

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

2. SAD BUT TRUE

Hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who takes you there
Hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who cares
They
They betray
I'm your only true friend now
They
They'll betray
I'm forever there

I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad but true

I'm your dream, mind astray
I'm your eyes while you're away
I'm your pain while you repay
You know it's sad but true

You
You're my mask
You're my cover, my shelter
You
You're my mask
You're the one who's blamed
Do
Do my work
Do my dirty work, scapegoat
Do
Do my deeds
For you're the one who's shamed

I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must stea
L I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad but true

I'm your dream, mind astray
I'm your eyes while you're away
I'm your pain while you repay
You know it's sad but true

Hate
I'm your hate
I'm your hate when you want love
Pay
Pay the price
Pay, for nothing's fair

Hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who took you there
Hey
I'm your life
And I no longer care

I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad but true

I'm your truth, telling lies
I'm your reasoned alibis
I'm inside open your eyes
I'm you

Sad But True

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

3. HOLIER THAN THOU

No more!
The craps rolls out your mouth again
Haven't changed, your brain is still gelatin
Little whispers circle around your head
Why don't you worry about yourself instead

Who are you? where ya been? where ya from?
Gossip is burning on the tip of your tongue
You lie so much you believe yourself
Judge not lest ye be judged yourself

Holier than thou
You are
Holier than thou
You are

You know not

Before you judge me take a look at you
Can't you find somethig better to do
Point the finger, slow to understand
Arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand

It's not who you are it's who you know
Others lives are the basis of your own
Burn your bridges build them back with wealth
Judge not lest ye be judged yourself

Holier than thou
You are
Holier than thou
You are

You know not

Who the hell are you?

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

4. THE UNFORGIVEN

New blood joins this earth
And quickly he's subdued
Through constant pained disgrace
The young boy learns their rules

With time, the child draws in
This whipping boy done wrong
Deprived of all his thoughts
The young man struggles on and on, he's known
A vow unto his own
That never from this day
His will they'll take away

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never be
Never see
Won't see what might have been

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub thee “Unforgiven”

They dedicate their lives
To running all of his
He tries to please them all
This bitter man he is

Throughout his life the same
He's battled constantly
This fight he cannot win
A tired man they see no longer cares
The old man then prepares
To die regretfully
That old man here is me

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never be
Never see
Won't see what might have been

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub thee “Unforgiven”

You labeled me
I'll label you
So I dub thee “Unforgiven”

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

5. WHEREVER I MAY ROAM

...and the road becomes my bride
I have stripped of all but pride
So in her I do confide
And she keeps me satisfied
Gives me all I need

...and with dust in throat I crave
Only knowledge will I save
To the game you stay a slave
Rover wanderer
Nomad vagabond
Call me what you will

But I'll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind anywhere
And I'll redefine anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home

...and the earth becomes my throne
I adapt to the unknown
Under wandering stars I've grown
By myself but not alone
I ask no one

...and my ties are severed clean
The less I have the more I gain
Off the beaten path I reign
Rover wanderer
Nomad vagabond
Call me what you will

But I'll take my time anywhere
I'm free to speak my mind anywhere
And I'll never mind anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home

But i'll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind
And I'll take my find anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home

Carved upon my stone
My body lie, but still I roam
Wherever I may roam

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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6. DON'T TREAD ON ME

Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
Once you provoke her, rattling of her tail
Never begins it, never, but once engaged...
Never surrenders, showing the fangs of rage

Don't tread on me

So be it
Threaten no more
To secure peace is to prepare for war
So be it
Settle the score
Touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore...

Don't tread on me

Love it or live it, she with the deadly bite
Quick is the blue tongue, forked as lighting strike
Shining with brightness, always on surveillance
The eyes, they never close, emblem of vigilance

Don't tread on me

So be it
Threaten no more
To secure peace is to prepare for war
So be it
Settle the score
Touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore...

Don't tread on me

So be it
Threaten no more
To secure peace is to prepare for war

Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
Once you provoke her, rattling on her tail

So be it
Threaten no more
To secure peace is to prepare for war
So be it
Settle the score
Touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore...

Don't tread on me

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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7. THROUGH THE NEVER

All that is, was and will be
Universe much too big to see

Time and space never ending
Disturbing thoughts, questions pending
Limitations of human understanding
Too quick to criticize
Obligation to survive
We hunger to be alive

All that is, ever
Ever was
Will be ever
Twisting
Turning
Through the never

In the dark, see past our eyes
Pursuit of truth no matter where it lies

Gazing up to the breeze of the heavens
On a quest, meaning, reason
Came to be, how it begun
All alone in the family of the sun
Curiosity teasing everyone
On our home, third stone from the sun

All that is, ever
Ever was
Will be ever
Twisting
Turning
Through the never

On through the never
We must go
On through the never
Out of the
Edge of forever
We must go
On through the never
Then ever comes

All that is, ever
Ever was
Will be ever
Who we are
Ask forever
Twisting
Turning
Through the never

Never

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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8. NOTHING ELSE MATTERS

So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters

Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters

Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know

So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters

Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know

Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters

Never cared for what they say
Never cared for games they play
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
And I know

So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
No, nothing else matters

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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9. OF WOLF AND MAN

Off through the new day's mist I run
Off from the new day's mist I have come
I hunt
Therefore I am
Harvest the land
Taking of the fallen lamb

Off thruogh the new day's mist I run
Off from the new day'smist I have come
We shift
Pulsing with the earth
Company we keep
Roaming the land while you sleep

Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling I've been
Move swift all senses clean
Earth's gift back to the meaning of life

Bright is the moon high in starlight
Chill is the air cold as steel tonight
We shift
Call of the wild
Fear in your eyes
It's later than you realized

Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling I've been
Move swift all senses clean
Earth's gift back to the meaning of life

I feel I change
Back to a better day
Hair stands on the back of my neck
In wildness is the preservation of the world

So seek the wolf in thyself

Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling I've been
Move swift all senses clean
Earth's gift
Back to the meaning of wolf and man

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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10. THE GOD THAT FAILED

Pride you took
Pride you feel
Pride that you felt when you'd kneel

Not the word
Not the love
Not what you thought from above

It feeds
It grows
It clouds all that you will know
Deceit
Deceive
Decide just what you believe

I see faith in your eyes
Never your hear the discouraging lies
I hear faith in your cries
Broken is the promise, betrayal
The healing hand held back by the deepened nail

Follow the god that failed

Find your peace
Find your say
Find the smooth road in your way

Trust you gave
A child to save
Left you cold and him in grave

It feeds
It grows
It clouds all that you will know
Deceit
Deceive
Decide just what you believe

I see faith in your eyes
Never you hear the discouraging lies
I hear faith in your cries
Broken is the promise, betrayal
The healing hand held back by the deepened nail

Follow the god that failed

I see faith in your eyes
Broken is the promise, betrayal
The healing hand held back by the deepened nail

Follow the god that failed

Pride you took
Pride you feel
Pride that you felt when you'd kneel

Trust you gave
A child to save
Left you cold and him in grave

I see faith in your eyes
Never you hear the discouraging lies
I hear faith in your cries
Broken is the promise, betrayal
The healing hand held back by the deepened nail
Follow the god that failed
Follow the god that failed
Broken is the promise, betrayed
Betrayal

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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11. MY FRIEND OF MISERY

You just stood there screaming
Fearing no one was listening to you
They say the empty can rattles the most
The sound of your voice must soothe you
Hearing only what you want to hear
And knowing only what you've heard
You you're smothered in tragedy
You're out to save the world

Misery
You insist that the weight of the world
Should be on your shoulders
Misery
There's much more to life than what you see
My friend of misery

You still stood there screaming
No one caring about these words you tell
My friend before your voice is gone
One man's fun is another's hell
These times are sent to try men's souls
But something's wrong with all you see
You you'll take it on all yourself
Remember, misery loves company

Misery
You insist that the weight of the world
Should be on your shoulders
Misery
There's much more to life than what you see
My friend of misery

You just stood there creaming
My friend of misery

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Jason Newsted
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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12. THE STRUGGLE WITHIN

Reaching out for something you've got to feel
While clutching to what you had thought was real

Kicking at a dead horse pleases you
No way of showing your gratitude
So many things you don't want to do
What is it? what have you got ot lose

What the hell
What is you think you're gonna find?
Hypocrite
Boredom sets into the boring mind

Struggle within it suits you fine
Struggle within your ruin
Struggle within you seal your own coffin
Struggle within the struggling within

Home is not a home it becomes a hell
Turning it into your prison cell
Advantages are taken, not handed out
While you struggle inside your hell

Reaching out
Grabbing for something tou've got to feel
Closing in
The pressure upon you is so real

Struggle within it suits you fine
Struggle within your ruin
Struggle within you seal your own coffin
Struggle within the struggling within

Reaching out for something you've got to feel
While clutching to what you had thought was real
What the hell

What is you think you're gonna find
Hypocrite
Boredom sets into the boring mind

Struggle within it suits you fine
Struggle within your ruin
Struggle within you seal your own coffin
Struggle within the struggling within

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

James Hetfield - guitars, vocals
Lars Ulrich    - Drums
Kirk Hammett   - Lead Guitar
Jason Newsted  - Bass Guitar

 

 

ALBUM - LOAD

1. AIN'T MY BITCH

Outta my way
Outta my day
Outta your mind and into mine

Into no one
Into not one
Into your step but outta time

Head strong
What's wrong?
I've already heard this song before
You arrived, but now it's time to kiss your ass goodbye

Draggin me down
Why you around?
So useless

It ain't my fall
It ain't my call
It ain't my bitch

It ain't my bitch

Down on the sun
Down and no fun
Down and out
where the hell ya been?

Damn it all down
Damn it unbound
Damn it all down to hell again

Stand tall
Can't fall
Never even bend at all before
You arrived, but now it's time to kiss your ass goodbye

Draggin me down
Why you around?
So useless

It ain't my fall
It ain't my call
It ain't my bitch

Outta my way

Outta my way
Outta my day
Outta your mind and into mine

Into no one
Into not one
Into your step but out of time

Headstrong
What's wrong?
I've already heard this song before
You arrived, but not it's time to kiss your ass goodbye

Dragging me down
Why you around?
So useless

It ain't my fall
It ain't my call
It ain't my bitch

No way but down
Why you around?
No foolin'

It ain't my smile
It ain't my style
It ain't my bitch
Oh, it ain't mine

Ain't mine
Your kind
Your steppin outta time

Taking me down
Why you around?
No foolin

It ain't my fall
It ain't my call
It ain't my bitch
You ain't mine

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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2. 2 x 4

I'm gonna make you, shake you, take you
I'm gonna be the one who breaks you
Put the screws to you my way
Yeah, come on and come on, come and make my day

Got some hell to pay ya, I steal your thunder
The joy of violent movement, pulls you under
Ooh bite the bullet, well hard
Yeah, but I die harder, so go too far
Too far

Friction, fusion, Retribution
I can't hear ya, talk ta me
I can't hear ya, so talk ta me
I can't hear ya, are you talkin' ta me?
I can't hear ya, are you talkin' ta me?
I can't hear ya, time ta meet my lord
I can't hear ya, talk ta 2x4

I'm gonna make you, shake you, take you
I'm gonna be that one who breaks you
Put the screws to ya, my way
hey, come on and come on, come and make and my day

Friction, fusion, Retribution
I can't hear ya, talk ta me
I can't hear ya, so talk ta me
I can't hear ya, are you talkin' ta me?
I can't hear ya, are you talkin' ta me?
I can't hear ya, time ta meet my lord
I can't hear ya, talk ta 2x4

Talk to 2x4
It don't take no more

Talk to 2x4

Friction, fusion, Retribution
I gonna make ya, talk ta me
I gonna trick ya, so talk ta me
I can't hear ya, are you talkin' ta me?
I can't hear ya, are you talkin' ta me?
I can't hear ya, time ta meet my lord
I can't hear ya, talk, talk ta 2x4
she don't take no more

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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3. THE HOUSE JACK BUILT

Open door, so I walk inside
Close my eyes, find my place to hide
And I shake as I take it in
Let the show begin

Open my eyes
Just to have them closed again
Well on my way
But on my way to where I've been

It swallows me
As it takes me in it's hold
I twist away
As I give this world the nod

Open door, so I walk inside
Close my eyes, find my place to hide
And I shake as I take it in
Let the show begin

Open my eyes
Just to have them closed once again
Don't want control
As it takes me down and down and down again
Is that the moon Or just the light that lights this dead end street?
Is that you there Or just another demon that I meet?

The higher you are
The farther you fall
The longer the walk
The farther you crawl
My body, my temple
This temple, it tilts
Step into the house that Jack built

The higher you are
The farther you fall
The longer the walk
The farther you crawl
My body, my temple
This temple, it tilts
Step into the house that Jack built

Open door, yes, I walk inside
Swallow me so the pain subsides
And I shake as I take the sin
Let the show begin

The higher you are
The farther you fall
The longer the walk
The farther you crawl
My body, my temple
This temple, it tilts
Step into the house that Jack built

The higher you are
The farther you fall
The longer the walk
The farther you crawl
My body, my temple
This temple, it tilts
Yes, I am, I am, I am

Open my eyes
It swallows me
Is that you there?
I twist away
Away
Away
Away

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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4. UNTIL IT SLEEPS

Where do I take this pain of mine?
I run, but it stays right by my side

So tear me open, pour me out
There's things inside that scream and shout
And the pain still hates me
So hold me, until it sleeps

Just like the curse, just like the stray
You feed it once, and now it stays

So tear me open, but beware
There's things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me, until I'm clean

It grips you, so hold me
It stains you, so hold me
It hates you, so hold me
It holds you, so hold me

Until it sleeps

So tell me why you've choosen me
Don't want your grip,
don't want your greed
Don't want it

I'll tear me open, make you gone
No more can you hurt anyone
And the fear still shakes me
So hold me, until it sleeps

It grips you, so hold me
It stains you, so hold me
It hates you, so hold me
It holds you, holds you,
holds you until it sleeps

until it sleeps x5

I don't want it
want it
want it
want it
no...

So tear me open, but beware
There's things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me, till I'm clean...

I'll tear me open, make you gone
No longer will you hurt anyone
And the hate still shapes me
So hold me, until it sleeps...

Until it sleeps...

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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5. KING NOTHING

Wish I may, Wish I might
Have this I wish tonight
Are you satisfied?

Dig for gold, dig for fame
You dig to make your name
Are you pacified?

All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased

Then it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around

Just want one thing
Just to play the king
But the castle's crumbled and you're left with just a name

Where's your crown, King nothing?

Where's your crown?

Hard and cold, bought and sold
A heart as hard as gold
Yeah are you satisfied?

Wish I might, Wish I may
You wish your life away
Are you pacified?

All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased

Then it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around
Just want one thing
Just to play the King
But the castle's crumbled
And you're left with just a name
Where's your crown, King Nothing?

Where's your crown?

I wish I may, I wish I might
Have this wish I wish tonight
I want that star, i want it now
I want it all and i don't care how

Careful what you wish
Careful what you say
Careful what you wish
You may regret it
Careful what you wish
You just might get it

Then it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger
But there's no one around
Just want one thing
Just to play the King
But the castle's crumbled
And you're left with just a name

Where's your crown, King Nothing?

Nothing

You're just nothing

Where's your crown, King Nothing?

No you're just nothing

Absolutely nothing

Off to never-never land

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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6. HERO OF THE DAY

Mama, they try and break me

The window burns to light the way back home
A light that warms no matter where they've gone

They're off to find the hero of the day
But what if they should fall by someone's wicked way

Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames
Do ya feel your name?
Can't you hear your babies crying?

Mama, they try and break me
Still they try and break me

Excuse me while I tend to how I feel
These things return to me that still seem real

Now deservingly this easy chair
But the rocking stopped by wheels of despair

Don't want your aid
But the fist I make
For years can't hold or feel
No, I'm not all me
So please excuse me While I tend to how I feel

But now the dreams and waking screams
That never last the night
So build the wall, behind it crawl
And hide until it's light
So can you hear your babies crying now?

Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames
Do ya feel your name?
Can't you hear your babies crying?

But now the dreams and waking screams
That never last the night
So build a wall, behind it crawl
And hide until it's light
So can't you hear your babies crying now?

Mama, they try and break me
Mama, they try and break me
Mama they try
Mama they try

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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7. BLEEDING ME

I'm diggin' my way
I'm diggin' my way to something
I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better

I'm pushin' to stay
I'm pushin' to stay with something
I'm pushin' to stay with something better

I'm sowing the seeds
I'm sowing the seeds I've taken
I'm sowing the seeds I take for granted

This thorn in my side
This thorn in my side is from the tree
This thorn in my side is from the tree I've planted

ooh it tears me and I bleed yeah
And I bleed yeah yeah

Caught under wheels roll
I take the leech I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me I can't take it
Caught under wheel's roll
The bleeding of me
The bleeding of me

Caught under wheels roll
I take the leech I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me I can't take it
Caught under wheel's roll
The bleeding of me
The bleeding of me

I am the beast that feeds the feast
I am the blood, I am the release

Come make me pure
Bleed me a cure
I'm caught, I'm caught, I'm caught under

Caught under wheels roll
I take that leech, I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me
I can't take it
I can't take it
I can't take it
The bleeding of me

I'm digging my way
I'm digging my way to something
I'm digging my way to something better

I'm pushing to stay
I'm pushing to stay with something
I'm pushing to stay with something better
With something better

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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8. CURE

The man takes another bullet
He keeps them all within
He must seek, no matter how it hurts
So don't fool again

He thinks the answer's cold and in his hand
He takes his medicine
The man takes another bullet
Yeah he's been fooled again

Uncross your arms
Take and throw them to the cure, say
"I do believe"

Uncross your arms now
Take 'em to it, say
"I do believe"
"Yeah I do believe"

Yeah the lies tempt her and she follows
Again she lets him in
She must believe to fill the hollow
She's been fooled again

Uncross your arms
Take and throw them to the cure, say...
"I do believe"

Uncross your arms now
Take 'em to it, say...
"I do believe"
Woah yeah, I do believe

Betting on the cure
'Cause it must get better than this
Betting on the cure
Yeah everyone's got to have the sickness
'Cause everyone seems to need the cure
Precious cure

Betting on the cure
'Cause it must get better than this
Betting on the cure
Yeah everyone's got to have the sickness
'Cause everyone seems to need the cure
Precious cure

"I do believe" x17

Betting on the cure
Yeah, it must get better than this
Need to feel secure
Yeah, it's got to get better than this
It must get better than this
Betting on the cure
Yeah, everyone's got to have the sickness
'Cause everyone seems to need the cure

"I do believe"
"I do believe"
"I do believe"

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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9. POOR TWISTED ME

Oh, poor twisted me
Oh, poor twisted me
I feast on sympathy
I chew on suffer,
I chew on agony

Swallow whole the pain
Oh, it's too good to be
That all this misery
Is just for, oh, poor twisted me

Poor twisted me

Poor mistreated me
Poor mistreated me
I drown without a sea
Lung fills with sorrow,
lungs fill with misery

Inhaling the deep dark blue
Oh, woe is me
Such a burden to be
The poor mistreated me

To finally reach the shore
Survive the storm
Now you're bare and cold
The sea was warm
So warm, you bathe your soul again

Baby, again and again and again

You finally reached the shore
Survived the storm
Now you're bare and cold
The sea was warm
So warm, you bathe your soul again

Good to feel my friend
Oh, woe is me
Such a burden to be
Oh, poor twisted me
Oh, poor twisted me
Yo, poor twisted me

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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10. WASTING MY HATE

Good day, how do?
And I send a smile to you
Don't waste, waste your breath
And I won't waste my hate on you
Hate

Ain't gonna waste my hate
Ain't gonna waste my hate on you
I think I'll keep it for myself

Ain't gonna give no more
Ain't got the time to help you score
I think it's time you pleased yourself
Yourself

Good day.  How do?
And I send a smile to you
Don't waste, waste your breath
And I won't waste my hate on you
Waste my hate on you
Hate

You think you're worthy now?
You think enough to even raise the brow
And to laugh and tip that two pronged crown

Well I see my hands, I see my feet
I feel that blood that pumps in beat
But where the hell's my mind going now?
Dead gone now

Good day.  How do?
And I send a smile to you
Don't waste, waste your breath
And I won't waste my hate on you
Waste my hate on you

Think I'll keep it for myself

Hate

Ain't gonna waste my hate
But I'm so greedy when they say
Better to give than to receive

Ain't gonna waste my hate
No, No, ain't got time to waste my hate on you
I think I'm gonna keep it all for myself
for myself

Good day.  How do?
And I send a smile to you
Don't waste, waste your breath
And I won't waste my hate on you
Waste my hate on you

Think I'll keep it for myself

Hate

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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11. MAMA SAID

1,2,3,4...1,2,3,4

Mama, she has taught me well
Told me when I was young
Son, your life's an open book
Don't close it 'fore it's done
The brightest flame burns quickest
That's what I heard her say
A son's heart's owed to mother
But I must find my way

Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Or, let this heart be still
Be still

Rebel my new last name
Wild blood in my veins
Apron strings around my neck
The mark that still remains
Left home at an early age
Of what I heard was wrong
I never asked forgiveness
But what I said is done

Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Or, let this heart be still

Never I ask you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness
I now take to my grave
Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness
I now take to my grave
So let this heart be still

Mama now I'm coming home
I'm not all you wished of me
But a mother's love for her son
Unspoken, Help me be
Yeah I took your love for granted
And all the things you said to me
I need your arms to welcome me
But a cold stone's all I see

Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Or let this heart be still

Let my heart go
Mama let my heart go
Ya never let my heart go
So let this heart be still

Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness
I now take to my grave
Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness
I now take to my grave
So let this hearet be still

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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12. THORN WITHIN

Forgive me father, For I have sinned
Find me guilty of the life I feel within

When I'm branded, this mark of shame
Should I look down disgraced,
Or straight ahead
And know that you must blame?

I am, I am the secret
I am, I am the sin
I am, I am the guilty
And I, I am the thorn within

Forgive me father, For I have sinned
Find me guilty when true guilt is from within

So point your fingers
Point right at me
For I am shadows and will follow you
One and the same are we

I am, I am the secret
I am, I am the sin
I am, I am the guilty
And I am, I am the thorn within

I do your time
I take your fall
I'm branded guilty for us all

So point your fingers
Point right at me
For I am shadows and will follow you
One and the same are we

I am, I am your secrets
I am, I am you sin
I am, I am your guilty
And I am, I am the thorn within

I am the thorn within
I am the thorn within
I am the thorn within
I am the thorn within
I am the thorn within

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

 

13. RONNIE

Story starts, quiet town
Small town boy, big time frown
Never talks, never plays
Different path, lost his way

Then streets of red, red I'm afraid
No confetti, no parade
Nothing happens in this boring place
But oh my god, how that all did change

Now they all pray
"Blood stain, wash away"

He said "lost my way"
This bloody day
Lost my way

I heard it,
he said "lost my way"
This bloody day
Lost my way
Oh, please wash away
But blood stained the sun red today

I always said, something's wrong
With little strange Ronnie Long
Never laughed, never smiled
Talked alone, for miles and miles and miles

Gallow calls, son I say
Keep your smile, and laugh all day
Think once again, in this boring place
For little boys, how they soon change
And they all pray
"Blood stain, wash away"

He said "lost my way"
This bloody day
Lost my way
I heard it, he said "I lost my way"
This bloody day
I Lost my way
Oh, please wash away
But blood stained the sun red today

Well all the green things died
Yeah When Ronnie moved to this place
He said, "Don't you dare ask why
I'm cursed to wear this face"

Now we all know why children called him
Ronnie Frown
When he pulled that gun from his pocket
And they all fall down down down

He said "lost my way"
This bloody day
Lost my way

Yeah, yeah I heard it, he screamed "lost my way"
This bloody day
Lost my way

Oh, please wash away
But blood stained the sun red today

that's right

All things wash away
And they all fall down
But blood stained the sun today

All things wash away
And they all fall down
But blood stained the sun today

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

 

14. THE OUTLAW TORN

And now I wait my whole lifetime
For you
And now I wait my whole lifetime
For you

I ride the dirt, I ride the tide
For you
I search the outside, search inside
For you

To take back what you left me
I know I'll always burn to be
The one who seeks so I may find
And now I wait my whole lifetime

Outlaw torn
Outlaw torn
And I'm torn

So on I wait my whole lifetime
For you
So on I wait my whole lifetime
For you

The more I search, the more my need
For you
The more I bless, the more I bleed
For you

You make me smash the clock and feel
I'd rather die behind the wheel
Time was never on my side
So on I wait my whole lifetime

Outlaw torn
Outlaw torn
The outlaw torn
And I'm torn

Hear me
And if close my mind in fear
Please pry it open
See me
And if my face becomes sincere
Beware
Hold me
And when I start to come undone
Stitch me together
Save me
And when you see me strut
Remind me of what left this outlaw torn

Hear me
And if close my mind in fear
Please pry it open
See me
And if my face becomes sincere
Beware
Hold me
And when I start to come undone
Stitch me together
Save me
And when you see me strut
Remind me of what left this outlaw torn

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

James Hetfield - guitars, Vocals
Lars Ulrich    - Drums
Kirk Hammett   - guitars
Jason Newsted  - Bass

 

ALBUM - RELOAD

1. FUEL

Gimme Fuel,
Gimme Fire,
Gimme that which I desire,
Ooh!

Turn on...I see red
Adrenaline crash & crack my head
Nitro Junkie, paint me dead
And I see red

One hundred plus through Black and White
War Horse, Warhead
Fuck'Em Man, white knuckle tight
Through Black & White

Ohhh, On I Burn,
Fuel is pumping engines,
Burning hard, loose & clean

Ooh and on I burn,
Churning my direction,
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

So Gimme Fuel,
Gimme Fire,
Gimme that which I desire,

Hey

Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out home
Burn your face upon the crome
Yeah!

Take the corner, join the crash,
Headlights, Head-on, Headlines
Another Junkie lives too fast
Yeah lives way too fast, fast, fast, oohh-aye

Ohhh, On I Burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose & clean

Ooh and On I burn
Churning my direction,
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

So Gimme Fuel
Gimme Fire
Gimme that which I desire

Yeah-Heah

White Knuckle Tight!
[solo]

Gimmie Fuel
Gimmie Fire
My Desire

Ohhh, On I Burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose & clean

And I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

Gimme Fuel
Gimme Fire
Gimme that which I desire
Ooh

On I Burn!

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

2. THE MEMORY REMAINS

Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
But the memory remains

Heavy rings on fingers wave
Another star denies the grave
See the nowhere crowd cry the nowhere cheers of honor

Like twisted vines that grow
hide and swallow mansions whole
And dim the light of an already faded prima donna

Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
But the memory remains

Heavy rings hold cigarettes
Up to lips that time forgets
While the Hollywood sun sets behind your back

And can't the band play on?
Just listen, they play my song
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black

Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
Dance little tin goddess

na-na-na

Drift away
Fade away
Little tin goddess

Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black

Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
But the memory remains

Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black...
But the memory remains

To this faded prima donna

[solo]
Dance, little tin goddess, dance

na-na-na

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

3. DEVIL'S DANCE

Yeah, I feel you too
Feel, those things you do
In your eyes I see a fire that burns
To free the you
That's wanting through
Deep inside you know,
The seeds I plant will grow

One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
That's right
Lets dance

Snake, I am the snake
Tempting, that bite you take
Let me make your mind
leave yourself behind
Be not afraid
I've got what you need
hunger I will feed

One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
haha come dance

Yeah Come dancin'

[solo]

One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance

Yeah, I feel you too
Feel, those things you do
In your eyes I see a fire that burns
To free the you
That's running through
Deep inside you know
seeds I plant will grow

One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
That's right
Let's dance!

Hmmm It's nice to see you here

haha!

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

 

4. THE UNFORGIVEN II

Lay beside me, tell me what they've done
Speak the words I wanna hear, to make my demons run
The door is locked now, but it's open if you're true
If you can understand the me, than I can understand the you

Lay beside me, under wicked sky
Through black of day, dark of night, we share this paralyze
The door cracks open, but there's no sun shining through
Black heart scarring darker still, but there's no sun shining through
No, there's no sun shining through
No, there's no sun shining...

What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you....

Yeah What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven too?

Come lay beside me, this won't hurt I swear
She loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again
She lay beside me, But she'll be there when I'm gone
Black heart scarring darker still, yes she'll be there when I'm gone
Yes, she'll be there when I'm gone
Dead sure she'll be there...

What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you....

Yeah What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven too?

Lay beside me, tell me what I've done
The door is closed, so are you're eyes
But now I see the sun, now I see the sun
Yes now I see it

What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you....

Yeah What I've felt, what I've known
So sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits,
The one who waits for you....

Oh what I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you.... (So I dub thee unforgiven....)

Oh, what I've felt....
Oh, what I've known....

I take this key (never free...)
And I bury it (never me...) in you
Because you're unforgiven too....

Never free....
Never me....
'Cause you're unforgiven too....
Oh

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

5. BETTER THAN YOU

I look at you, then you, me
Hungry and thirsty are we
Holding the lion's share
Holding the key
Holding me back 'cause I'm striving to be

Better than you
Better than you [Jason]
Better than you
Better than you [Jason]

Lock horns, I push and I strive
Some how I feel more alive
Bury the need for it
Bury the seed
Bury me deep when there's no will to be

Better than you
Better than you [Jason]
Better than you
Better than you [Jason]

Oh, can't stop this train from rollin'
Oh no, nothing brings me down
No, can't stop this train from rolling on and on, on
No, no, forever on and on

[solo 1]

Oh, can't stop this train from rollin'
Oh you, you can't take it down
No, never stop this locomotion, on and on and on
No, no you can't bring it down
'cause I'm

Better Than You
Better Than You [Jason]
Better Than You
Better Than You [Jason]
Oooh Better Than You
Better Than You [Jason]
Better Than You
Better Than You [Jason]
Much Better Than You

Better Than You
Better Than You [Jason]
Oh Better Than You
Better Than You [Jason]
Better Than You
Better Than You [Jason]
Better Than
Better Than
Better Than
Better Than You

[solo 2]

Can't stop this train from rollin'

Forever on and on and on
Forever on and on, on

Better Than You
ooh Yeah
haha
Better Than You

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

 

6. SLITHER

Don't go looking for snakes you might find them
Don't send your eyes to the sun you might blind them
Haven't I seen you here before ?

Ooh, watch the puppets dancin'
Yeah, see the clowns fall down
Hey, tie your tap shoes tightly
Yeah, and wear them into town

See you crawlin'...
See you crawlin' in...

Don't go looking for snakes you might find them
Don't send your eyes to the sun you might blind them
Haven't I seen you here before ?
There ain't no heroes here...no....no more

Hey hey hey
Oooh, play the game so nicely
Oh, check, its your move now
Yeah, we're standing in this jungle
Yeah, with serpents I have found

See you crawlin'...
See you crawlin' in...

Don't go looking for snakes you might find them
Don't send your eyes to the sun you might blind them
Haven't I seen you here before ?
Have your heroes disappeared?

[Solo]

See you crawlin'....
See you crawlin' in....

So don't go looking for snakes you might find them
Don't send your eyes to the sun you might blind them
Haven't I seen you here before ?
No there ain't no heroes here.......no no

Haven't I seen you here before ?
No there ain't no heroes here.

Don't go looking for snakes you might find them...
Haven't I seen you here before?
Have your heroes disappeared?

Don't send your eyes to the sun you might blind them...

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

7. CARPE DIEM BABY

Hit dirt
Shake tree
Split sky
Part sea

Strip smile
Lose cool
Bleed the day
And break the rule

Live win
Dare fail
Eat the dirt
And bite the nail

Then make me miss you...
Then make me miss you...

So wash your face away with dirt
It don't feel good until it hurts
So take this world and shake it
Come squeeze and suck the day
Come carpe diem, baby

Draw Lead
Piss wine
Sink teeth
All mine

Stoke fire
Break neck
Suffer through this
Cheat on death

Hug the curve
Lose the time
Tear the map
And shoot the sign

Then make me miss you
oh yeah then make me miss you

So wash your face away with dirt
It don't feel good until it hurts
So take this world and shake it
Come squeeze and suck the day
Come carpe diem, baby

Yeah, Suck it!
[Solo]

Live win
Dare fail
Eat dirt
Bite the nail

Strip smile
Lose cool
Bleed the day
And break the rule

Hug the curve
Lose the time
Tear the map
And shoot the sign

Then make me miss you... (Come on, Come on)
Then make me miss you...

So wash your face away with dirt
It don't feel good until it hurts
So take this world and shake it
Come squeeze and suck the day

Come make me miss you...
Come carpe diem baby
Come carpe diem baby

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

 

8. BAD SEED

Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Ooooohhhh Yeah

Bad

Yeah
Come clean, fess up
Tell all, spill gut
Off the veil, stand revealed
Show the cards
Bring it on
Break the seal

(Ladies and Gentleman, step right up and
see the man who told the truth)

Swing the noose again
Peirce the apple skin
You bit more than you need
Now you're choking On the bad seed
On the bad seed
Ahhh choking

Let on, load off
Confess, cast off
At the mercy, the cat is out
Drop the disguise
Spit it up,
Spit it out

(And now, what you've all been waiting for,
I give you He Who Suffers The Truth)

Swing the noose again
Peirce the apple skin
Yeah, you bit more than you need
Now you're chokin' on the bad seed
Chokin' on the bad seed, Yeah

Off the vieil, Stand revealed
Bring it on, Break the Seal
At the mercy, Cat is out
Spit it up, Spit it out
Spit it up, Spit it out
Spit it out NOW

At the mercy

[Solo]
(Swing the noose again, Peirce the apple skin,
you bit more than you need, choking on the seed)

Swing the noose again
Peirce the apple skin
Yeah you bit more than you need
Ohhh you're chokin' on a
Chokin', chokin', chokin' on a bad seed
Chokin' on a bad seed, Yeah

Off the viel, Stand revealed
Bring it on, Break the Seal
At the mercy, Cat is out
Spit it up, Spit it out
Spit it up, Spit it out
Spit it out NOW

Choking on the bad seed

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

9. WHERE THE WILD THINGS ARE

So wake up sleepy one...
It's time to save your world...

Steal dreams and give to you
Shoplift a thought or two
All children touch the sun
Burn fingers one by one, by one...

Will this earth be good to you?
Keep you clean or stain through?

So wake up sleepy one...
It's time to save your world...
You're where the wild things are...
Yeah, toy soldiers off to war...

Big eyes to open soon
Believing all under sun and moon
But does heaven know you're here?
And did they give you smiles or tears?
No, no tears

Will this earth be good to you?
Keep you clean or stain through?

So wake up sleepy one...
It's time to save your world...
You're where the wild things are...
Yeah, toy soldiers off to war...

[Solo]

You swing your rattle down
Call to arms, the trumpets sound
Toy horses start the charge
Robots chessmen standing guard

[Backing Vocals]
Hand puppets storm the beach
Fire trucks out of reach
Hand puppets storm the beach
Fire trucks out of reach
All clowns reinforce the rear
Slingshots fire into the air
All clowns reinforce the rear
Slingshots fire into the air
Stuffed bears hold the hill till death
Crossfire from the marionettes
Stuffed bears hold the hill till death
Crossfire from the marionettes
We Shall Never Surrender

All children touch the sun
Burn your fingers one by one
Will this earth be good to you?
Keep you clean or stain through?

So wake up sleepy one...
It's time to save your world...
You're where the wild things are...
Yeah, toy soldiers off to war...
Off to war
Off to war

So close your little eyes...

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Jason Newsted
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

10. PRINCE CHARMING

There's a black cloud over head
That's me
And the poison ivy chokes the tree
Again it's me
I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street
You walk on by
I'm the little boy that pushes hard
And makes it cry

There's a dirty needle in your child
Ha ha, stick me
empty bottles still in hand still dead
Still me
I'm the suit and tie that bleeds the street
And still wants more
I'm the 45 that's in your mouth
I'm a dirty, dirty whore

Yeah look it's me
The one who can't be free
Much too young to focus
But to old to see

Hey look it's me
What no one wants to see
See what you brought this world
Just what you want to see
Hey ma, hey mom! look it's me

Yeah, and he wants to be called father now
Me again, me
The marks inside your arms, spell me
Spell only me
I'm the nothing face that plants the bomb
And strolls away
I'm the one who doesn't look quite right
As children play

Yeah look it's me
The one who can't be free
Much too young to focus
But to old to see

Hey look it's me
What no one wants to see
See what you brought this world
Just what you want you want to see
Hey ma, hey ma look it's me

It's me...
[Solo 1]

Look up to me,
What to be and what to fear
Look up to me
Look it's me, like what you hear?
See right through me
See the one who can't be free
See right through me
Look it's me what no one wants to see

hey hey hey

now, see the black cloud up ahead
that's me
hmm And this poison ivy chokes the tree
Again it's me
And I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street
You walk on by
I'm the little boy that pushes, pushes
Makes it cry

Yeah look it's me
The one who can't be free
Much too young to focus
But to old to see

Hey, hey, look it's me
What no one wants to see
See what you brought this world
Just what you want to see
Hey ma, hey ma look it's me

Hey ma, hey ma look it's me, yeah it's me

Hey ma,
Hey ma, look, it's me
[Solo 2]

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

11. LOW MAN'S LYRIC

1,2,3, 1

My eyes seek reality
My fingers seek my veins
Theres a dog at your back step
He must come in from the rain

I fall cause I've let go
The net below has rot away
So my eyes seek reality
And my fingers seek my veins

The trash fire is warm
But nowhere safe from the storm
And I can't bear to see
What I've let me be
So wicked and worn

So as I write to you
Of what is done and to do
Maybe you'll understand
And you won't cry for this man
'Cause low man is due

Please forgive me

My eyes seek reality
My fingers feel for faith
Touch clean with a dirty hand
I touched the clean to the waste

The trash fire is warm
But nowhere safe from the storm
And I can't bare to see
What I've let me be
So wicked and worn

So as I write to you
Of what is done and to do
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man
'Cause low man is due

Please forgive me
Please forgive me
Please forgive me

So low the sky is all I see
All I want from you is forgive me
So you bring this poor dog in from the rain
Though he just wants right back out again

And I cry, to the alley way
Confess all to the rain
But I lie, lie straight to the mirror
The one I've broken, to match my face

The trash fire is warm
But nowhere safe from the storm
And I can't bare to see
What I've let me be
So wicked and worn

So as I write to you (yeah)
Of what is done and to do (yeah)
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man
'Cause low man is due

Please forgive me
Please forgive me

So low the sky is all I see
All I want from you is forgive me
So you bring this poor dog in from the rain
Though he just wants right back out again

My eyes seek reality
My fingers seek my veins

Hmmmmmmmmmm

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

12. ATTITUDE

Suppose I say
I'm never satisfied
Suppose I say
You cut some root
To make the tree survive

Just let me kill you for a while
Just let me kill you for a smile
Just let me kill you once
I'm oh so bored to death

Ooh, I hunger
I hunger
I eat

Born Into Attitude
Asleep at the wheel
Throw all your bullets in the fire
And run like hell
Why cure the fever?
What ever happened to sweat?

Suppose I say
"the vultures smile at me"
Suppose I say
"I've sent them down and they plan to pick you clean"

And satifaction this way comes
And satifaction this way comes
And satifaction's here and gone, gone
Yeah gone again

Oooh, I hunger
Ooh I hunger
I eat

Born Into Attitude
Asleep at the wheel
Throw all your bullets in the fire
And stand there

Born Into Attitude
Twist mother tongue
Throw all your bullets in the fire
And run like hell
Why cure the fever?
What ever happened to sweat?

[Solo]

Just let me kill you for a while
Just let me kill you for a smile
Just let me kill you once for me
I'm bored to death

And satifaction this way comes
And satifaction this way comes
And satifaction's here and gone, gone
gone again

Yeah I hunger
Oooh I hunger
I eat

Born Into Attitude
Asleep at the wheel
Throw all your bullets in the fire
And stand there

Born Into Attitude
Twist mother tongue
Throwing all your bullets in the fire
And run like hell
Why cure the fever?
What ever happened to sweat?

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

13. FIXXXER

Dolls of voodoo all stuck with pins
One for each of us and our sins
So you lay us in a line
Push your pins they make us humble
Only you can tell in time
If we fall or merely stumble

But tell me
Can you heal what father's done?
Or fix this hole in mother's son?
Can you heal the broken worlds within?
Can you strip away so we may start again?

Tell me
Can you heal what father's done?
Or fix this hole in a mother's son?
Can you heal the broken worlds within?
Can you strip away away so we may start again?

Tell me
Can you heal what father's done?
Or cut this rope and let us run?
Just when all seems fine And I'm pain free
You jab another pin, Jab another pin in me

Yeah Mirror, mirror upon thy wall
Break this spell or become the doll
See you sharpening the pins
So the holes will remind us
We're just the toys in the hands of another
And in time, the needles turn from shine to rust

But tell me
Can you heal what father's done?
Or fix this hole in mother's son?
Can you heal the broken worlds within?
Can you strip away so we may start again?

Tell me
Can you heal what father's done?
Or fix this hole in a mother's son?
Can you heal the broken worlds within?
Can you strip away so we may start again?

Tell me
Can you heal what father's done?
Or cut this rope and let us run?
Just when all seems fine And I'm pain free
You jab another pin, Jab another pin in me

Jab it
Here come the pins

Blood for face
Sweat for dirt
Three X's for the stone
To break this curse
A ritual's due
I believe I'm not alone
Shell of shotgun
Pint of gin
Numb us up to shield the pins
Renew our faith
Which way we can
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love
To fall in love
To fall in love with life again

So tell me
Can you heal what father's done?
Or fix this hole in mother's son?
Can you heal the broken worlds within?
Can you strip away so we may start again?

yeah Tell me
Can you heal what father's done?
Or cut this rope and let us run?
Just when all seems fine And I'm pain free
You jab another pin, Jab another pin in me
yeah

No more pins in me
No more, no more pins in me
No more, no more pins in me
No more, no more pins in me
No more, no more, no more
No, no, no

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1997 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

James Hetfield - guitars, vocals
Kirk Hammet    - guitars
Lars Ulrich    - drums
Jason Newsted  - bass

 

ALBUM - "GARAGE INC." (1998)
 
1. FREE SPEECH FOR THE DUMB
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY DISCHARGE]
[MORRIS/WAINRIGHT/MOLANEY/ROBERTS]

Free speech, free speech for the dumb
Free speech, free speech for the dumb
Free speech, free speech for the dumb
Free fucking speech

Free speech, free speech for the dumb
Free speech, free speech for the dumb
Free speech, free speech for the dumb
Free fucking speech

2. IT'S ELECTRIC
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY DIAMOND HEAD, TATLER/HARRIS]

I'm gonna be a rock and roll star
Gotta groove from night to day
Gotta blow my crummy job
Gonna blow my blues away
I'm gonna make a stand
Gonna make a million
Gonna make it with you
I'm gonna be wild my friend
I gotta push it through

It's electric
It's electric
It's electric
It's electric

I stop on red and I leave on amber
Danger paves my way
I'm gonna make it my friend
Gonna make it today
Gonna kick this dust from my heels
Down the highway I go
Gonna get the stars from my route
Make it in a rock and roll show

It's electric
It's electric
It's electric
It's electric

I stop on red and I leave on amber
Danger paves my way
I'm gonna make it my friend
Gonna make it today
Gonna kick this dust from my heels
Down the highway I go
Gonna get the stars from my route
Make it in a rock and roll show

It's electric
It's electric
It's electric
It's electric
It's electric
It's electric

3. SABBRA CADABRA
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY BLACK SABBATH]
[FEATURING "A NATIONAL ACROBAT"]

I feel so good, I feel so fine
Love that little lady, always on my mind
She gives me love every night and day
Never gonna leave her, never going away

Someone to love me, you know she makes me feel alright!
Someone to need me, love me every single day!

I feel so happy since I met that girl
When we're making love it's something out of this world
It feels so good to know that she's all mine
Gonna love that woman till the end of time

Someone to live for, I'll love her till the end of time!
She makes me feel happy, it's good to know that she's all mine

I am the world that hides
The universal secret of all time
Destruction of the empty spaces
Is my one and only crime
I lived a thousand times
I found out what it means to be believed
The thoughts and images
The unborn child never was conceived
You gotta believe me!
Hey! I'm talkin' to you!
Well, I know it hard for you
To know the reason why
And I know you'll understand
When it's time to die
I don't believe the knife you have
Will be the only one
You have to let your body sleep
To let your soul live on, Ha Ha!!

Feel so happy since I met that girl
When we're making love, it's something out of this world
Feel so good to know that she's all mine
Gonna love that woman till the end of time

Someone to live for, love her till the end of time!
She makes me feel happy, it's good to know she's all mine,
She's all mine, yeah!

4. TURN THE PAGE
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY BOB SEGER]

On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha
You can listen to the engines
moanin' Out its one note song
You can think about the woman or the girl
You knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering
The way they always do
When you're ridin' sixteen hours
And there's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like riding
You just wish the trip was through

Chorus:
Here I am, On the road again
There I am, Up on the stage
There I go, Playin' star again
There I go, Turn the page

So you walk into this restaurant
Strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you
As you're shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you
But you just want to explode

Yeah, most times you can't hear 'em talk
But other times you can
All the same old clichés:
"Is it woman? Is it man?"
And you always seem outnumbered
You don't dare make a stand
Make your stand

Chorus:
Here I am, On the road again
There I am, Up on the stage
Here I go, Playn' star again
There I go, Turn the page

Whoa-oh
Out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy, you try and give away
As the sweat pours out your body, like the music that you play

Later in the evenin' as you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers ringin' in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette
Rememberin' what she said
What she said

(Yeah, what she said.)

Yeah
Here I am, on the road again
There I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playn' star again
There I go, turn the page
And there I go, turn that page
There I go, yeah
Here I go, yeah
Here I go, yeah
Here I go, yeah
There I go, there I go
(And I'm gone)

 

5. DIE, DIE, DIE MY DARLING
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY THE MISFITS, DANZIG]

Ah
Yeah

Die, die, die my darling
Don't utter a single word
Die, die, die my darling
Just shut your pretty eyes
I'll be seeing you again
Yeah, I'll be seeing you, in hell

So don't cry to me oh baby
Your future's in an oblong box
Don't cry to me oh baby
You should have seen it a-coming on
Don't cry to me oh baby
Had to know it was in your card
Don't cry to me oh baby
Dead-end soul for a dead-end girl
Don't cry to me oh baby
And now your life drains on the floor
Don't cry to me oh baby

Die, die, die my darling
Don't utter a single word
Die, die, die my darling
Just shut your pretty mouth
I'll be seeing you again, yeah-yeah
I'll be seeing you, in hell

Don't cry to me oh baby
Your future's in an oblong box
Don't cry to me oh baby
You should have seen it a-coming on
Don't cry to me oh baby
Had to know it was in your card
Don't cry to me oh baby
Dead-end soul for a dead-end girl
Don't cry to me oh baby
And now your life drains on the floor
Don't cry to me oh baby

Die, die, die my darling
Don't utter a single word
Die, die, die my darling
Shut your pretty mouth
I'll be seeing you again
I'll be seeing you, in hell
Die-die-die
Die-die-die
Die-die-die

Die

6. LOVERMAN
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS]

There's a devil waiting outside your door (How much longer?)
There's a devil waiting outside your door (How much longer?)
And he's bucking and braying and pawing at the floor (How much longer?)
And he's howling with pain, crawling up the walls (How much longer?)
There's a devil waiting outside your door (How much longer?)
And he's weak with evil and broken by the world (How much longer?)
And he's shouting your name and he's asking for more (How much longer?)
There's a devil waiting outside your door

Loverman! Since the world began
Forever, amen, till the end of time, yeah
Take off that dress, oh
I'm coming down, yeah
I'm your loverman, yeah
Cause I am what I am what I am what I am

L is for LOVE, baby
O is for ONLY you that I do
V is for loving VIRTUALLY everything that you are
E is for loving almost EVERYTHING that you do
R is for RAPE me
M is for MURDER me
A is for ANSWERING all of my prayers
N is for KNOWING your loverman's going to be the answer to all of yours

Loverman! Till the bitter end
While empires burn down
Forever and ever and ever, ever, amen
I'm your loverman
So help me, baby
So help me, baby
Cause I am what I am what I am what I am
I'm your loverman!

There's a devil crawling along your floor (How much longer?)
There's a devil crawling along your floor (How much longer?)
With a trembling heart, he's coming through your door (How much longer?)
With his straining sex in his jumping paw (How much longer?)
Ooh, there's a devil crawling along your floor (How much longer?)
And he's old and he's stupid and he's hungry and he's sore
And he's blind and he's lame and he's dirty and he's poor
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more, gimme more, gimme more gimme more (How much longer?)
There's a devil crawling along your floor

Loverman! Haha! And here I stand
Forever, amen
Cause I am what I am what I am what I am, hey
Forgive me, baby
My hands are tied
And I got no choice, no, no, no, no
I got no choice, no choice at all

I'll say it again
L is for LOVE, baby
O is for OH yes I do
V is for VIRTUE, so I ain't gonna hurt you
E is for EVEN if you want me to
R is for RENDER unto me, baby
M is for that which is MINE
A is for ANY old how, darling
And
N is for ANY old time

Loverman! Yeah, yeah, yeah! I got a masterplan, yeah
To take off your dress, yeah
And be your man, be your man, yeah
Seize the throne, haha
Seize the mantle
Seize that crown, yeah
Cause I am what I am What I am what I am, plus I am
I'm your loverman!

There's a devil laying by your side (How much longer?)
There's a devil laying by your side (How much longer?)
You might think he's asleep, but take a look at his eyes (How much longer?)
And he wants you, darling, to be his bride (How much longer?)
Yeah, there's a devil laying by your side (How much longer?)

Loverman! Loverman! Loverman!
I'll be your loverman!
Till the end of the time!
Till the empires burn down!
Forever, amen
I'll be your loverman
I'll be your loverman
I'm your loverman
I'm your loverman
Yeah, I'm your loverman
I'm your loverman

Loverman
I'm your loverman
I'm your loverman
I'm your loverman
Yeah, I'm your loverman
Yes, I'm your loverman
Loverman
Loverman
Loverman
Forever, amen
Loverman
(How much longer?)

7. MERCYFUL FATE
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY MERCYFUL FATE, SHERMAN/DIAMOND]

[FEATURING: "EVIL," "CURSE OF THE PHARAOHS," "SATAN'S FALL,"]
["A CORPSE WITHOUT SOUL," AND "IINTO THE COVEN."]

Satan's Fall
They're walking by the night
The moon has frozen blue
Long black coats a shelter for the rain
Their load must get through
Now bats are leaving their trees
They're joining the call
Seven satanic Hell preachers
Heading for the hall
Bringing the blood of a newborn child
Got to succeed, if not it's Satan's fall

Curse Of The Pharaohs
Away out in Egypt in the valley of kings
Where the mummified pharaohs
Pretend dead in their sleep
Don't touch, never ever steal
Unless you're in for the kill
Or you'll be hit by the curse of the pharaohs
Yes you'll be hit and the curse is on you
The curse of the pharaohs can be so deadly
Just destroying your future
Makin' it all shady
Don't touch, never ever steal
Unless you're in for the kill
Or you'll be hit by the curse of the pharaohs
Yes you'll be hit and the curse is on you

A Corpse Without Soul
Listen, I'm a corpse, I'm a corpse
I'm a corpse without soul
Satan, he's taken, he's taken
He's taken his toll
And he took it on me
I, I'm trapped, I'm trapped
I'm trapped in his spell
Tonight, I'm going, I'm going
I'm going to Hell, inside his spell

Into The Coven
Howl like a wolf
And a witch will open the door
Follow me and meet our high priestess
Come, come into my coven
And become Lucifer's child
Undress until you're naked
And put on this white coat
Take this white cross and go to the center of the ring
Come, come into my coven
And become Lucifer's child

Evil
I was born on the cemetery
Under the sign of the moon
Raised from my grave by the dead
And I was made a mercenary
In the legions of Hell
Now I'm king of pain, I'm insane
You know my only pleasure
Is to hear you cry
I'd love to hear you cry
I'd love to see you die
And I'll be the first
To watch your funeral
And I'll be the last to leave
I'd love to hear you cry
And when you're down beyond the ground
I'll dig up your body again
And make love to shame
Oh lady cry, and say goodbye
Oh lady cry, and say goodbye
You've gotta say goodbye
'Cause I will eat your mind

8. ASTRONOMY
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY BLUE OYSTER CULT]
[S. PEARLMAN/A.BOUCHARD/J.BOUCHARD]

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Like acid and oil on a madman's face
His reason tends to fly away

Like lesser birds on the four winds, yeah
Like silver scrapes in May
And now the sands become a crust
And most of you have gone away, then you're gone away

Ah, come Susie dear, let's take a walk
Just out there upon the beach
I know you'll soon be married
And you'll want to know where winds come from

Well, it's never said at all
On the map that Carrie reads
Behind the clock back there you know
At the Four Winds Bar, mm, yeah

Yeah
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!

Four winds at the Four Winds Bar
Two doors locked and windows barred
One door left to take you in
The other one just mirrors it

Hey!
Hey! Yeah!
Hey! Yeah!
Hey!

Ooh, in hellish glare and inference
The other one's a duplicate
The Queenly flux, eternal light
Or the light that never warms
Yes, the light that never, never warms
Never warms, never warms

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Miss Carrie nurse and Susie dear
Would find themselves at Four Winds Bar

It's the nexus of the crisis
And the origin of storms
Just the place to hopelessly
Encounter time and then came me

Yo!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!

Call me Desdenova, Eternal light
These gravely digs of mine
Will surely prove a sight
And don't forget my dog, Fixed and consequent

Astronomy...a star
Astronomy...a star
Astronomy (astronomy) - a star, yeah
Astronomy...a star

Astronomy

9. WHISKEY IN THE JAR
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY THIN LIZZY, TRADITIONAL]

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money yeah and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she'd love me, no never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman yeah for you know she tricked me easy

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' my money with me and I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin'
And some men like ta hear, ta hear cannon ball a roarin'
Me I like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Whiskey in the jar-o
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da

10. TUESDAY'S GONE
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY LYNYRD SKYNYRD, COLLINS/VAN ZANDT]

Train roll on, on down the line
Won't you please take me far, far away
Now, i feel the wind blow outside my door
I'm leaving my woman at home
My baby's gone
Tuesday's gone with the wind
My baby's gone with the wind
And i don't know where I'm going
I just want to be left alone
When this train ends, i'll try again
I'm leaving my woman at home
My baby's gone
Tuesday's gone with the wind
Tuesday's gone with the wind
Tuesday's gone with the wind
And My baby's gone with the wind
Train roll on, Tuesday's gone
Tuesday's gone with the wind
Tuesday's gone with the wind
Tuesday's gone, long gone with the wind
My baby's gone with the wind
Train roll on, many miles from my home
See, i'm riding my blues away
Tuesday, you see, she had to be free
But somehow, I've got you to carry on
My Baby's gone
Tuesday's gone with the wind
Tuesday's gone, long gone with the wind
Tuesday's gone with the wind
My baby's gone with the wind
Train roll on
Train roll on
Ride on train
Ride on train
Ride on train
Train roll on
(train roll on)
Train, it rolls on
Train roll on
Oh, I can change
Oh, I can change
Oh, I can change
Oh, I can change
Train roll on
Train roll on
Ride on train
Oh, I can change
Train roll on
Ride on Train
Lord I can change
Oh, I can change
Roll on train

 

11. THE MORE I SEE
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY DISCHARGE]
[MORRIS/WAINWRIGHT/MOLANEY/ROBERTS]

From where I stand I see
Pain suffering and misery

The more I see the more I see
The less the less I believe

From where I stand I see
Hate violence and war

The more I see the more I see
The less the less I believe

12. HELPLESS
[ORIGINALLY: DIAMOND HEAD, HARRIS/TATLER]

I've gotta see you moving fast, see you come my way.
See the dreams, I hope they last, never fade away.
Gotta see the lights above, make it loud tonight.
Gotta set it all afire, set it all alight.

See the flashing lights, hear the thunder roar,
I am gonna set you all alight.
Gotta make it man, I ain't got a choice,
Gotta fill this hall tonight.

Helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless.

I don't know what I'm gonna do, maybe not tonight.
Gotta set you all afire, gotta treat you right.
I can see the flashing lights, lit before your love.
Gotta hear the thunder roar, coming from above.

See the flashing lights, hear the thunder roar,
I am gonna set you all alight.
Gotta make it man, I ain't got a choice,
Gotta fill this hall tonight.

Helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless.

I can see the stars, I can see what's going on.
Every night alone I sing my song just for fun.
Only time will tell if I'll make it myself someday.
This stage is mine, music is my destiny.

Cannot squeeze the life from me.

I can see the stars, I can see what's going on.
Every night alone I sing my song just for fun.
Only time will tell if I'll make it myself someday.
This stage is mine, music is my destiny.

Cannot squeeze the life from me.

13. THE SMALL HOURS
[ORIGINAL: HOLOCAUST]

Look out at the darkness, and you will see.
Just call my name and I'll be there.
You cannot touch me, you would not dare.
I am the chill that's in the air.

And I try to get through to you, in my own special way,
As the barriers crumble at the end of the day.

Dark rivers are flowing back into the past.
You are the fish for which I cast.
And what of the future, what is to be.
As the rivers flow into the sea.

And I try to get through to you, in my own special way,
As the barriers crumble at the end of the day.

Do not take for granted, powers out there.
Don't step into the demon's lair.
Time is an illusion, rising from time.
Steep is the mountain which we climb.

And I try to get through to you, in my own special way,
As the barriers crumble at the end of the day.

14. THE WAIT
[ORIGINAL: KILLING JOKE]

Motives changing, day to day,
The fire increases, masks decay.
I look at the river, white foam floats down,
The body's poisoned, gotta sit tight.

The wait, the wait, the wait, the wait.

After wakening, silence grows,
The screams subside, distortion shows.
Mutant thoughts of bad mouthed news,
Is just another birth of distorted views.

The wait, the wait, the wait, the wait.

The wait, the wait, the wait, the wait.

15. CRASH COURSE IN BRAIN SURGERY
[ORIGINAL: BUDGIE, SHELLY/BOURGE/PHILLIPS]

Look inside and you will see,
The words are cutting deep inside my brain.
Thunder burning, quickly burning,
Knife of words is driving me insane, insane yeah.

Raven black is on my track,
He shows me how to neutralize the knife.
Show to me in surgery,
The art of fighting words to conquer life, conquer life yeah.

Now the wicked lance of fear,
Is driving from my heady mountain brain.
Crash course in brain surgery,
Has stopped the bloody knife of words again yeah, yeah, yeah.

16. LAST CARESS/GREEN HELL
[ORIGINAL: DIAMOND HEAD, HARRIS/TATLER]

I've got something to say, I killed your baby today and it
Doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's dead.
I've got something to say, I raped your mother today and it
Doesn't matter much to me, as long as she's spread.

Sweet Lovely Death
Just waiting for your breath
Come sweet Death One Last Caress.

I've got something to say, I killed your baby today and it
Doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's dead.
I've got something to say, I raped your mother today and it
Doesn't matter much to me, as long as she's spread.

Sweet Lovely Death
Just waiting for your breath
Come sweet Death One Last Caress.

Sweet Lovely Death
Just waiting for your breath
Come sweet Death One Last Caress.

One Last Caress today,
Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh [repeat]

Here in this place lies the key to your death,
Touch it, see it.
Here in this place is the means to your end,
Touch it, feel it, green hell.

You did your best as someone could,
I bet you never knew you would,
And did you run away from me,
I bet you thought you really could.

We're gonna burn in hell - Green hell.
Like every hell but kind of green - Green hell, green hell.
Try let me get back up there - Green hell, green hell.
Feel it burning in your cereal - Green hell, green hell.
Throw your fuckin' friends inside - Green hell, green hell.
Gotta fuckin' pay and you must stay - Green hell.
Cannot refill the torch of death - Green hell, green hell.
Hell is reigning in your blood - Green hell, green hell.
Gotta burn it all, green hell.

You did your best as someone could,
I bet you never knew you would,
And did you run away from me,
I bet you thought you really could.

Here in this place lies the key to your death,
Touch it, see it.
Here in this place is your world that ended,
Touch it, feel it, green hell.

You did your best as someone could,
I bet you never knew you would,
And did you run away from me,
I bet you thought you really could.
You've come to this as someone told,
I bet you never knew you would.
Gonna bring green hell, green hell.

17. AM I EVIL?
[ORIGINAL: DIAMOND HEAD, HARRIS/TATLER]

My mother was a witch, she was burned alive.
Thankless little bitch, for the tears I cried.
Take her down now, don't want to see her face
All blistered and burnt, can't hide my disgrace.

Twenty-seven, everyone was nice.
Gotta see 'em make 'em pay the price.
See their bodies out on the ice.
Take my time.

Am I evil? Yes I am.
Am I evil? I am man, yes I am.

As I watched my mother die, I lost my head.
Revenge now I sought, to break with my bread.
Taking no chances, you come with me.
I'll split you to the bone, help set you free.

Twenty-seven, everyone was nice.
Gotta see 'em make 'em pay the price.
See their bodies out on the ice.
Take my time.

Am I evil? Yes I am.
Am I evil? I am man, yes I am.

On with the action now, I'll strip your pride.
I'll spread your blood around, I'll see you ride.
Your face is scarred with steel, wounds deep and neat.
Like a double dozen before ya, smells so sweet.

Am I evil? Yes I am.
Am I evil? I am man.

I'll make my residence, I'll watch your fire.
You can come with me, sweet desire.
My face is long forgot, my face not my own.
Sweet and timely whore, take me home.

Am I evil? Yes I am.
Am I evil? I am man.

My soul is longing for, await my heir.
Sent to avenge my mother, sweep myself.
My face is long forgot, my face not my own.
Sweet and timely whore, take me home.

Am I evil? Yes I am.
Am I evil? I am man.

Am I evil? Yes I fucking am.
Am I evil? I am man, yeah.

18. BLITZKRIEG
[ORIGINAL: BLITZKRIEG, JONES/SMITH/SIROTTO]

Let us have peace, let us have life,
Let us escape the cruel night.
Let us have time, let the sun shine,
Let us beware the deadly sign.

The day is coming, Armageddon's near,
Inferno's coming, can we survive the blitzkrieg.
The blitzkrieg, the blitzkrieg.

Save us from fate, save us from hate,
Save ourselves before it's too late.
Come to our need, hear our plea,
Save ourselves before the earth bleeds.

The day is dawning, the time is near,
Aliens calling, can we survive the blitzkrieg.

19. BREADFAN
[ORIGINAL: BUDGIE, SHELLY/BOURGE/PHILLIPS]

Breadfan, open up your mind, open up your purse,
Open up your bones, never, never gonna lose it.
Breadfan, take it all away, never give an inch,
Gotta make a mint, gotta make me a million.
Breadfan, you got it wrong, some long time friend's
Gonna lose it in the end, who's a fool.
Seagull, give it all away, stay a bird, stay a man,
Stay a ghost, stay what you wanna be.

Loser, give it all away, never stay with the winner,
With the man with all the filthy money.
Come on, keep it on the side, with a ride on a record,
On the top if you're gonna be a bad boy.
Breadfan, you got it wrong, some long time friend's
Gonna lose it in the end, who's a fool.
Seagull, give it all away, stay a bird, stay a man,
Stay a ghost, stay what you wanna be.

Breadfan, open up your mind, open up your purse,
Open up your bones, never, never gonna lose it.
Breadfan, take it all away, never give an inch,
Gotta make a mint, gotta make me a million.
Breadfan, you got it wrong, some long time friend's
Gonna lose it in the end, who's a fool.
Seagull, give it all away, stay a bird, stay a man,
Stay a ghost, stay what you wanna be.

20. THE PRINCE
[ORIGINAL: DIAMOND HEAD, HARRIS/TATLER]

Now I see his face, I see his smile.
Such a lonely place, no golden mile.
Eyes tell of morbid tales, of his black heart.
His deeds through ages past tell of his part.

See his face, see his smile.
Time to die, o-oh, no-oh, no-oh.

Angel from below, change my dreams.
I want for glory's hour, for wealth's esteem.
I wish to sell my soul, to be reborn.
I wish for earthly riches, don't want no crown of thorns.

See his face, see his smile.
Time to die, o-oh, o-oh, no-oh.

I was born a fool, don't want to stay that way.
Devil take my soul, with diamonds you repay.
I don't care for heaven, so don't you look for me to cry.
And I will burn in hell, from the day I die.

See his face, see his smile.
Time to die, o-oh, no-oh, no.

21. STONE COLD CRAZY
[ORIGINAL: QUEEN, MERCURY/MAY/TAYLOR/DEACON]

Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning,
I was dreaming I was Al Capone.
Rumours going round, gotta clear out of town,
Smell like a dry fishbone.
Here come the law, gonna break down the door,
Carry me away once more.
Never, never, never want it anymore,
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor.
Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know.

Rainy afternoon, ought to kill a typhoon,
And she's playing on my slide trombone.
Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore,
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor.
Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know.

Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet,
Fully loaded Tommy gun.
Here come the deputy, try fucking getting me,
Gotta fucking get up and run.
They got the sirens loose, I ran right out of juice.
They're gonna put me in a cell,
If I can't go to heaven, let me go to hell.
Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know, yeah.

22. SO WHAT
[ORIGINAL: ANTI NOWHERE LEAGUE, EXALL/CULMER]

So fucking what!

Well, I've been to Hastings and I've been to Brighton,
I've been to Eastbourne too.
So what, so what.
And I've been here, I've been there,
I've been every fucking where.
So what, so what.
So what, so what, you boring little cunt.

Well, who cares, who cares what you do.
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you.

Well, I've fucked a queen, I've fucked fuck,
I've even sucked an old man's cock.
So what, so what.
And I've fucked a sheep, I've fucked a goat,
I rammed my cock right down its throat.
So what, so what.
So what, so what, you boring little fuck.

Well, who cares, who cares what you do.
And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you.

And I've drunk that, I've drunk this,
I've spewed up on a pint of piss.
So what, so what.
I've had scank, I've had speed,
I've jacked up until I bleed.
So what, so what.
So what, so what, you boring little cunt.

Well, who cares, who cares what you do.
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you.

A-hahaha!

Yeah!

I've had crabs, I've had lice,
I've had the clap and that ain't nice.
So what, so what.
I've fucked this, I've fucked that,
I've even fucked a school girl's twat.
So what, so what.
So what, so what, you boring little fuck.

Well, who cares, who cares what you do.
And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you.

So fucking what! Yeah!

23. KILLING TIME
[ORIGINAL: SWEET SAVAGE]

Sound of gunfire comes through the night,
Killing and hatred, it's a terrible sight.
Reports come in of the heavy attack,
Message is seen, we're moving back.

Preparations are made for the journey back,
It's a survival, supplies are packed.
No more nights in this eternal hell,
Destination is simple, we move out.

Killing time - You left from the line.
Killing time - Your turn to kill.
Killing time - What do you say?
Killing time - Aaha, killing time.

And he knew what he needed to keep us alive,
No time for cowardice, kill and survive.
Like a killer kid with a switchblade knife,
Nasty word, he'll take your life.

The silence is over, they attack again,
Killing and hatred drive me insane.
Reports come in of a heavy attack,
Message is seen, we're moving back.

Killing time - You left from the line.
Killing time - Your turn to kill.
Killing time - What do you say?
Killing time - Aaha, killing time.

Sound of gunfire comes through the night,
Killing and hatred, it's a terrible sight.
Reports come in of a heavy attack,
Message is seen, we're moving back.

And he knew what he needed to keep us alive,
No time for cowardice, kill and survive.
Like a killer kid with a switchblade knife,
Nasty word, he'll take your life.

Killing time - You left from the line.
Killing time - Your turn to kill.
Killing time - What do you say?
Killing time - Aaha, killing time.

24. OVERKILL
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY MOTORHEAD IN 1979]
      [KILMISTER, CLARKE, TAYLOR]

Only way to feel the noise
Is when it's good and loud
So good I can't believe it
Screamin' with the crowd

Don't sweat it
Give it back to you
Don't sweat it
Give it back to you
Overkill
Overkill
Overkill
Shut up

On your feet you feel the beat
It goes straight to your spine
Shake your head, you must be dead
If it don't make you fly

Don't sweat it
Give it back to you
Don't sweat it
Give it back to you
Overkill
Overkill
Overkill
Get the fuck down

Ooh yeah

Know your body's made to move
It goes straight to your spine
You gotta move it
If it don't make you fly

Don't sweat it
Give it back to you
Don't sweat it
Give it back to you
Overkill
Overkill
Overkill
Get on it!

25. DAMAGE CASE
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY MOTORHEAD IN 1979]
   [KILMISTER/CLARKE/TAYLOR/FARREN]

Hey babe don't act so scared
All I want is some special care
On the run from some institution
All I want is some constellation

And I can tell by his face
I'm a total disgrace
Put me inside this place
Move over for a damage case

Hey baby wait a minute, stop
Don't run away, don't call a cop
I Ain't lookin' to victimize you
All I want to do is tantalize you

I can tell by your face
I'm all over this place
I can tell by your face
Got no time for a damage case

No time baby!

Hey babe don't turn away
I'm here tomorrow, gone today
I don't know what you think your game is
I don't care if you want your name is

And I can tell by this face
You're all over the place
I can tell by his face
Move over for a damage case
Get the fuck over man!

All right

26. STONE DEAD FOREVER
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY MOTORHEAD IN 1979]
     [KILMISTER/CLARKE/TAYLOR]

Get on!

You think you see me
In the glass
You think you hear me
Better listen fast
I think I see you
Gone to seed
Think your reason
Is your guilt and greed

You're out there on your own
Your face turned to stone
What ever happened to your life?
Stone dead forever
All right

You're a financial wizard
Yeah a top tycoon
You're Sweet long lizard
With a silver spoon
You know you've never had it
Quite so good
And you didn't know
That you even could

Your time has come to own
Your touch turned to gold
What ever happened to your life?
Stone dead forever
All right

Financial wizard
A top tycoon
Sweet lounge lizard
With a silver spoon
You've never had it
Quite so good
And you didn't know
That you even could

But your time has turned to gold
Your touch is turned to gold
What ever happened to your life?
Stone dead forever

It's been a long time
It's been a long long wait
And you caught your fingers
In the pearly gates
You better leave your number
And we'll call you
You know your problem
Ain't exactly new

Your time has come today
Your face has turned to hey
What ever happened to your life?
Stone dead forever
That's right

Yo

Ah

27. TOO LATE TOO LATE
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY MOTORHEAD]
   [KILMISTER/CLARKE/TAYLOR]

Huh

I see that nothing's changed
Insist on playing games
Some waste of time you are
And you're so popular
Well this is it you bitch
I've got to make my switch
I'm just another john
I know what's goin' on

Your move
What do I have to lose?
Stalemate
No-oh, too late, too late

I thought you was for real
But you're a rip-off deal
Don't give me all that crap
I just escaped your trap
I think you see the joke
But you're just chasin' smoke
You ain't another one
I know what's goin' on

Your move
What do I have to lose?
Stalemate
Hello, too late, too late
Oh

Get on it!

Misunderstanding me
The way you feel so free
I'm gonna jump the gun
Oh I'm gonna hit an' run
Your credibility
Don't cut no ice with me
Another privilege gone
I know what's goin' on

Your move
What do I have to lose?
Stalemate
Oh oh, too late, too late
Oh, too late, too late

Metallica
James Hetfield - guitars, vocals,
Lars Ulrich    - drums
Kirk Hammett   - guitars
Jason Newsted  - bass

 

ALBUM - "S&M" (1999)
SAN FANCISCO SYMPHONY AND METALLICA

1. THE ECSTASY OF GOLD
[ORIGINALLY RECORDED BY ENNIO MORRICONE AND RELEASED ON
'THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE UGLY' SOUNDTRACK]

 

2. THE CALL OF KTULU
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON RIDE THE LIGHTNING]
   [HETFIELD/ULRICH/BURTON/MUSTAINE]
            [INSTRUMENTAL]

 

3. MASTER OF PUPPETS
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON MASTER OF PUPPETS]
   [HETFIELD/ULRICH/HAMMETT/BURTON]

Hoo-Yeah
End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sudden dark is clear
Ohhh, Leading on your deaths construction
Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You're dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings, yeah
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, and I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, and I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Hell Yeah!

Needlework the way, never you betray
Life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ri-ri-ri-ri-ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror
Oh, Oh, taste me you will see
More is all you need
You're dedicated to
How I'm fucking you

aCome crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings, yeah!
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, and I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Master, Master, Where's those dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master, You promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter, All I hear and see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries
Fix me baby

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
Now your life is out of season

I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you too!

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings, yeah!
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams, baby!
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, and I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, and I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

[James Laughs]
Yeah!
Yeah!
Woah!
Thank you baby!

 

4. OF WOLF AND MAN
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON METALLICA, HETFIELD/ULRICH/HAMMET]

1-2-3 1-2-3-4
Off through the new day's mist I run
Off from the new day's mist I have come
I hunt
Therefore I am
Harvest the land
Taking of the fallen lamb

Off through the new day's mist I run
Off from the new day's mist I have come
We shift
Pulsing with the Earth
Company we keep
Roaming the land while you sleep

Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling I've been
Move swift all senses clean
Earth's gift back to the meaning of life

Bright is the moon high in starlight
Chill is the air cold as steel tonight
We shift
Call of the wild
Fear in your eyes
It's later than you realized

Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling I've been
Move swift all senses clean (baby)
Earth's gift back to the meaning of life

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey woah!!
Got any wolves out there?! WOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I feel I change
Back to a better day (shape shift)
Hair stands on the back of my neck (move shift)
In wildness is the preservation of the world

So seek the wolf in thyself

Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling I've been
Move swift all senses clean
Earth's gift
Back to the meaning of wolf and man
Oh yeah!

5. THE THING THAT SHOULD NOT BE
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON MASTER OF PUPPETS]
    [HETFIELD/ULRICH/HAMMETT]

Messenger of Fear in sight
Dark deception kills the light

Hybrid children watch the sea
Pray for Father, roaming free

Fearless Wretch
Insanity
He watches
Lurking beneath the sea
Great Old One
Forbidden site
He searches
Hunter of the Shadows is rising

Immortal
In madness You dwell

Not dead which eternal lie
Stranger eons Death may die
Drain you of your sanity
Face The Thing That Should Not Be

Fearless Wretch
Insanity
He watches
Lurking beneath the sea
Great Old One
Forbidden site
He searches
Hunter of the Shadows is rising

Immortal
In madness You dwell

In madness You dwell

Fearless Wretch
Insanity
He watches
Lurking beneath the sea
Great Old One
Forbidden site
He searches
Hunter of the Shadows is rising

Immortal
In madness We dwell

Face The Thing That Should Not Be

6. FUEL
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON RELOAD]
 [HETFIELD/ULRICH/HAMMETT]

Gimme Fuel,
Gimme Fire,
Gimme that which I desire,
Ooh!

Turn on...I see red
Adrenaline crash & crash my head
Nitro Junkie, Paint me dead
And I see red

One hundred plus through Black and White
War Horse, Warhead
Fuck 'Em Man, white knuckles tight
Through Black & White

Ohhh, On I Burn,
Fuel is pumping engines,
Burning hard, loose & clean

And I burn,
Churning my direction,
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

So Gimme Fuel,
Gimme Fire,
Gimme that which I desire,

Hey

Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out home
Burn your face upon the crome
Yeah!

Take the corner, join the crash,
Headlights, Head-on, Headlines
Another Junkie lives too fast
Yeah lives way too fast, fast, fast, oohh-aye

Ohhh, On I Burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose & clean

And On I burn
Churning my direction,
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

So Gimme Fuel
Gimme Fire
Gimme that which I desire

Yeah-Heah

White Knuckle Tight!
[solo]

Gimmie Fuel.... On I burn, on and on
Gimmie Fire.... On I burn, on and on
My Desire....

Ohhh, On I Burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose & clean

And I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

Gimme Fuel
Gimme Fire
Gimme that which I desire
Ooh

On I Burn!

7. THE MEMORY REMAINS
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON RELOAD, HETFIELD/ULRICH]

Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
But the memory remains

Heavy rings on fingers wave
Another star denies the grave
See the nowhere crowd, cry the nowhere tears of honor

Like twisted vines that grow
That hide and swallow mansions whole
And dim the light of an already faded prima donna

Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
But the memory remains

Heavy rings hold cigarettes
Up to lips that time forgets
While the Hollywood sun sets behind your back

And can't the band play on?
Just listen, they play my song
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black

Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
Dance little tin goddess

Na-na-na

Drift away
Fade away
Little tin goddess

Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black

Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane...
But the memory remains

Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black...
But the memory remains

Yeah
Faded prima donna yeah, yeah

[solo]
Dance little tin goddess dance

8. NO LEAF CLOVER
[PREVIOUSLY UNRELEASED, HETFIELD/ULRICH]

And it feels right this time
On this crash course with the big time
Pay no mind to the distant thunder
New day fills his head with wonder, boy....

Says it feels right this time
Turned it 'round and found the right line
Good day to be alive Sir
Good day to be alive, he said.....

Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just the freight train coming your way

Don't it feel right like this
All the pieces fall to his wish
Sucker for that quick reward boy
Sucker for that quick reward they said.....

Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just the freight train coming your way......
It's coming your way
It's coming your way......
Here comes

Yeah, Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way.... Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah...
Then it comes to be, Yeah

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1999 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

9. HERO OF THE DAY
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON LOAD, HETFIELD/ULRICH/HAMMETT]

Mama, they try and break me

The window burns to light the way back home
A light that warms no matter where they've gone

They're off to find the hero of the day
But what if they should fall by someone's wicked way

Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames
Do ya feel your name?
Can't you hear your babies crying?

Mama, they try and break me
Still they try and break me

Excuse me while I tend to how I feel
These things return to me that still seem real

Now deservingly this easy chair
But the rocking stopped by wheels of despair

Don't want your aid
But the fist I make
For years can't hold or feel
No, I'm not all me
So please excuse me While I tend to how I feel

But now the dreams and waking screams
That never last the night
So build the wall, behind it crawl
And hide until it's light
So can you hear your babies crying now?

Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames
Do ya feel your name?
Can't you hear your babies crying?

But now the dreams and waking screams
That never last the night
So build a wall, behind it crawl
And hide until it's light
So can't you hear your babies crying now?

Mama, they try and break me
Mama, they try and break me
Mama they try
Mama they try

 

10. DEVIL'S DANCE
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON RELOAD, HETFIELD/ULRICH]

Yeah, I feel you too
Feel, those things you do
In your eyes I see a fire that burns
To free the you
That's wanting through
Deep inside you know,
The seeds I plant will grow

One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
That's right
Lets dance

Snake, I am the snake
Tempting, that bite you take
Let me make your mind
Leave yourself behind
Be not afraid
I've got what you need
Hunger I will feed

One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
That's right
Lets dance

Yeah Come dancin'

[solo]

One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
That's right
Lets dance

Yeah, I feel you too
Feel, those things you do
In your eyes I see a fire that burns
To free the you
That's running through
Deep inside you know
Seeds I plant will grow

One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
That's right
Let's dance!

It's nice to see you here

11. BLEEDING ME
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON LOAD, HETFIELD/ULRICH/HAMMETT]

I'm diggin' my way
I'm diggin' my way to something
I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better

I'm pushin' to stay
I'm pushin' to stay with something
I'm pushin' to stay with something better

I'm sowing the seeds
I'm sowing the seeds I've taken
I'm sowing the seeds I take for granted

This thorn in my side
This thorn in my side is from the tree
This thorn in my side is from the tree I've planted

ooh it tears me and I bleed yeah
And I bleed yeah yeah

Caught under wheels roll
I take the leech I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me I can't take it
Caught under wheel's roll
The bleeding of me
The bleeding of me

Caught under wheels roll
I take the leech I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me I can't take it
Caught under wheel's roll
The bleeding of me
The bleeding of me

I am the beast that feeds the feast
I am the blood, I am the release

Come make me pure
Bleed me a cure
I'm caught, I'm caught, I'm caught under

Caught under wheels roll
I take that leech, I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me
I can't take it
I can't take it
I can't take it
The bleeding of me

I'm digging my way
I'm digging my way to something
I'm digging my way to something better

I'm pushing to stay
I'm pushing to stay with something
I'm pushing to stay with something better
With something better

 

12. NOTHING ELSE MATTERS
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON METALLICA, HETFIELD/ULRICH]

So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters

Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters

Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know

So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters

Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know

Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters

Never cared for what they say
Never cared for games they play
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
And I know

So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
No nothing else matters

13. UNTIL IT SLEEPS
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON LOAD, HETFIELD/ULRICH]

Where do I take this pain of mine?
I run, but it stays right by my side

So tear me open, pour me out
There's things inside that scream and shout
And the pain still hates me
So hold me, until it sleeps

Just like the curse, just like the stray
You feed it once, and now it stays

So tear me open, but beware
There's things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me, until I'm clean

It grips you, so hold me
It stains you, so hold me
It hates you, so hold me
It holds you, so hold me

Until it sleeps

So tell me why you've choosen me
Don't want your grip,
don't want your greed
Don't want it

I'll tear me open, make you gone
No more can you hurt anyone
And the fear still shakes me
So hold me, until it sleeps

It grips you, so hold me
It stains you, so hold me
It hates you, so hold me
It holds you, holds you,
holds you until it sleeps

until it sleeps x5

I don't want it
want it
want it
want it
no...

So tear me open, but beware
There's things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me, till I'm clean...

I'll tear me open, make you gone
No longer will you hurt anyone
And the hate still shapes me
So hold me, until it sleeps...

Until it sleeps...

 

14. FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON RIDE THE LIGHTNING]
     [HETFIELD/ULRICH/BURTON]

Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On the fight, for they are right, yes, by who's to say?
For a hill men would kill, why? They do not know
Suffered wounds test there their pride
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know

For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls

Take a look to the sky just before you die
It is the last time you will
Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
He hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Now they will see what will be, blinded eyes to see

For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls

15. - HUMAN
[PREVIOUSLY UNRELEASED, HETFIELD/ULRICH]

Don't you leave me Father Time
Take me with you
Tell me does your sun still shine
Come squeeze the world and drip it down my throat...oh yeah
Down my throat again....woooah

You got to breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for Air
Breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for Air

Touch me so I think I'm here
Skin my senses
Barely breathing
Minus Human
Please squeeze the world and drip it down my throat again
Down my throat again.....woooah

You got to breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for Air
Breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for Air

You got to breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for Air
Breathe man, breathe!
Coming up for!

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1999 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

16. WHEREVER I MAY ROAM
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON METALLICA, HETFIELD/ULRICH]

...and the road becomes my bride
I have stripped of all but pride
So in her I do confide
And she keeps me satisfied
Gives me all I need

...and with dust in throat I crave
Only knowledge will I save
To the game you stay a slave
Rover wanderer
Nomad vagabond
Call me what you will

But I'll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind anywhere
And I'll redefine anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home

...and the earth becomes my throne
I adapt to the unknown
Under wandering stars I've grown
By myself but not alone
I ask no one

...and my ties are severed clean
The less I have the more I gain
Off the beaten path I reign
Rover wanderer
Nomad vagabond
Call me what you will

But I'll take my time anywhere
I'm free to speak my mind anywhere
And I'll never mind anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home

But i'll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind
And I'll take my find anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home

Carved upon my stone
My body lie, but still I roam
Wherever I may roam

17. THE OUTLAW TORN
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON LOAD, HETFIELD/ULRICH]

And now I wait my whole lifetime
For You
And now I wait my whole lifetime
For You

I ride the dirt, I ride the tide
For you
I search the outside, search inside
For you

To take back what you left me
I know I'll always burn to be
The one who seeks so i may find
And now I wait my whole lifetime

Outlaw of torn
And I'm torn

So on I wait my whole lifetime
For You
So on I wait my whole lifetime
For You

The more I search, the more my need
For you
The more I bless, the more I bleed
For you

You make me smash teh clock and feel
I'd rather die behind the wheel
Time was never on my side
So on I wait my whole lifetime

Outlaw of torn
And I'm torn

Hear me
And if close my mind in fear
Please pry it open
See me
And if my face becomes sincere
Beware
Hold me
And if I start to come undone.
Stitch me together
Save me
And when you see me strut
Remind me of what left this outlaw torn

18. SAD BUT TRUE
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON METALLICA, HETFIELD/ULRICH]

Hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who takes you there
Hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who cares
They
They betray
I'm your only true friend now
They
They'll betray
I'm forever there

I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad but true

I'm your dream, mind astray
I'm your eyes while you're away
I'm your pain while you repay
You know it's sad but true

You
You're my mask
You're my cover, my shelter
You
You're my mask
You're the one who's blamed
Do
Do my work
Do my dirty work, scapegoat
Do
Do my deeds
For you're the one who's shamed

I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must stea
L I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad but true

I'm your dream, mind astray
I'm your eyes while you're away
I'm your pain while you repay
You know it's sad but true

Hate
I'm your hate
I'm your hate when you want love
Pay
Pay the price
Pay, for nothing's fair

Hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who took you there
Hey
I'm your life
And I no longer care

I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad but true

I'm your truth, telling lies
I'm your reasoned alibis
I'm inside open your eyes
I'm you

Sad But True

19. ONE
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON ...AND JUSTICE FOR ALL]
         [HETFIELD/ULRICH]

I Can't Remember Anything
Can't Tell If this Is True or Dream
Deep down Inside I Feel to Scream
This Terrible Silence Stops Me
Now That the War Is Through with Me
I'm Waking up I Can Not See
That There Is Not Much Left of Me
Nothing Is Real but Pain Now

Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God, wake Me

Back in the Womb it's Much Too Real
In Pumps Life That I must Feel
But Can't Look Forward to Reveal
Look to the Time When I'll Live
Fed Through the Tube That Sticks in Me
Just like a Wartime Novelty
Tied to Machines That Make Me Be
Cut this shit off from Me

Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God, wake Me

(Please God, wake Me)

Now the World Is Gone I'm Just One
Oh God, help Me Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God Help Me

Darkness

Imprisoning Me
All That I See
Absolute Horror
I Cannot Live
I Cannot Die
Trapped in Myself
Body My Holding Cell

Landmine

Has Taken My Sight
Taken My Speech
Taken My Hearing
Taken My Arms
Taken My Legs
Taken My Soul
Left Me with Life in Hell

No! No!
No! No! No! No!

Oh Please God Help Me

20. ENTER SANDMAN
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON METALLICA]
[HETFIELD/ULRICH/HAMMETT]

Say your prayers little one
Don't forget, my son
To include everyone

Tuck you in, warm within
Keep you free from sin
Till the sandman he comes

Sleep with one eye open
Gripping your pillow tight

Exit light
Enter night
Take my hand
Off to never never land

Something's wrong, shut the light
Heavy thoughts tonight
And they aren't of snow white

Dreams of war, dreams of liars
Dreams of dragon's fire
And of things that will bite

Sleep with one eye open
Gripping your pillow tight

Exit light
Enter night
Take my hand
Off to never never land

Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray the lord my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
Pray the lord my soul to take

Hush little baby, don't say a word
And never mind that noise you heard
It's just the beast under your bed,
In your closet, in your head

Exit light
Enter night
Grain of sand

Exit light
Enter night
Take my hand
We're off to never never land

21. BATTERY
[ORIGINAL VERSION ON MASTER OF PUPPETS]
[HETFIELD/ULRICH]

Lashing out the action, returning the reaction
Weak are ripped and torn away
Hypnotizing power, crushing all that cower
Battery is here to stay

Smashing through the boundaries
Lunacy has found me
Cannot stop the Battery
Pounding out aggression
Turns into obsession
Cannot kill the Battery
Damn Right
Cannot kill the family
Battery is found in me

Battery. Battery

Crushing all deceivers, mashing non-believers
Never ending potency
Hungry violence seeker, feeding off the weaker
Breeding on insanity

Smashing through the boundaries
Lunacy has found me
Cannot stop the Battery
Pounding out aggression
Turns into obsession
Cannot kill the Battery
Hell Yeah
Cannot kill the family
Battery is found in me

Battery. Battery
Oh

Are you alive?
How does it feel to be alive?
Show me!

Circle of Destruction, Hammer comes crushing
Powerhouse of energy
Whipping up a fury, Dominating flurry
We create the Battery

Smashing through the boundaries
Lunacy has found me
Cannot stop the Battery
Pounding out aggression
Turns into obsession
Cannot kill the Battery
Fucking A Right
Cannot kill the family
Battery is found in me

Battery
Battery!
Battery!
Fucking Battery!
Ohhhh Yeah
Battery!
Thank you friends yeah!
[song ends, James speaks and gives thank-yous]

Metallica
James Hetfield - guitars, vocals
Lars Ulrich    - drums
Kirk Hammett   - guitars
Jason Newsted  - bass

 

ALBUM - ST.ANGER

1. FRANTIC

If I could have my wasted days back
Would I use them to get back on track?
Stop to warm and karma’s burning
Or look ahead , but keep on turning?

Do I have the strength
To know how I’ll go?
Can I find it inside
To deal with what I shouldn’t know?

Could I have my wasted days back
Would I use them to get back on track?

You live it or lie it!

My lifestyle determines my deathstyle

Keep searching, keep on searching
This search goes on, this search goes on

Frantic Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Tock
Frantic Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Tock

I’ve worn out always being afraid
An endless stream of fear that I’ve made
Treading water full of worry
This frantic tick tick talk of hurry

Do I have the strength
To know how I’ll go?
Can I find it inside
To deal with what I shouldn’t know?

Worn out on always being afraid
An endless stream of fear that I’ve made

You live it or lie it!

My lifestyle determines my deathstyle

Keep searching, keep on searching
This search goes on, this search goes on

Frantic Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Tock
Frantic Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Tock
 
My lifestyle                  (Birth is pain)
Determines my deathstyle      (Life is pain)
A rising tide                 (Death is pain)
That pushes to the other side (It’s all the same)

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich,
Kirk Hammett, and Bob Rock
Copyright © 2003 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
and EMI Blackwood Music, INC./Mahina Hoku Publishing
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

2. ST. ANGER

Saint Anger 'round my neck
Saint Anger 'round my neck
He never gets respect
Saint Anger 'round my neck

You flush it out, you flush it out
Saint Anger 'round my neck
You flush it out, you flush it out
He never gets respect

Fuck it all and no regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free
Fuck it all and fuckin' no regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
Medallion noose, I hang myself
Saint Anger 'round my neck

I feel my world shake
Like an earth quake
It's hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?

I'm madly in anger with you

And I want my anger to be healthy
And I want my anger just for me
And I need my anger not to control
And I want my anger to be me

And I need to set my anger free

Set it free

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich,
Kirk Hammett, and Bob Rock
Copyright © 2003 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
and EMI Blackwood Music, INC./Mahina Hoku Publishing
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

3. SOME KIND OF MONSTER

These are the eyes that can't see me
These are the hands that drop your trust
These are the boots that kick you around
This is the tongue that speaks on the inside
These are the ears that ring with hate
This is the face that'll never change
This is the fist that grinds you down
This is the voice of silence no more

These are the legs in circles run
This is the beating you'll never know
These are the lips that taste no freedom
This is the feel that's no so safe
This is the face you'll never change
This is the God that ain't so pure
This is the God that is not pure
This is the voice of silence no more

We the people
Are we the people?

Some kind of monster
The monster lives

This is the face that stones you cold
This is the moment that needs to breathe
These are the claws that scratch these wounds
This is the pain that never leaves
This is the tongue that whips you down
This is the burden of every man
These are the screams that pierce your skin
This is the voice of silence no more

This is the test of flesh and soul
This is the trap that smells so good
This is the flood that drains these eyes
These are the looks that chill to the bone
These are the fears that swing over head
These are the weights that hold you down
This is the end that will never end
This is the voice of silence no more

We the people
Are we the people?

Some kind of monster
The monster lives

This is the cloud that swallows trust
This is the black that uncolors us
This is the face that you hide from
This is the mask that comes undone

Ominous
I'm in us

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich,
Kirk Hammett, and Bob Rock
Copyright © 2003 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
and EMI Blackwood Music, INC./Mahina Hoku Publishing
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

4. DIRTY WINDOW

I see my reflection in the window
It looks different, so different than what you see
Projecting judgment on the world
This house is clean baby
This house is clean

Am I who I think I am?
Am I who I think I am?
Am I who I think I am?
Look out my window and see it's gone wrong
Court is in session and I slam my gavel down

I'm judge and I'm jury and I'm executioner too

Projector
Protector
Rejector
Infector
Projector
Rejector
Infector
Injector
Defector
Rejector

I see my reflection in the window
This window clean inside, dirty on the out
I'm looking different than me
This house is clean baby
This house is clean

Am I who I think I am?
Am I who I think I am?
Am I who I think I am?
I look out my window and see it's gone wrong
My court is in session and now I slam my gavel down

Projector
Protector
Rejector
Infector
Projector
Rejector
Infector
Injector
Defector
Rejector
Defector

I drink from the cup of denial
I'm judging the world from my throne
I drink from the cup of denial
I'm judging the world from my throne

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich,
Kirk Hammett, and Bob Rock
Copyright © 2003 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
and EMI Blackwood Music, INC./Mahina Hoku Publishing
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

5. INVISIBLE KID

Invisible kid
Never see what he did
Got stuck where he hid
Fallen through the grid

Invisible kid
Got a place of his own
Where he'll never be known
Inward he's grown

Invisible kid
Locked away in his brain
From the shame and the pain
World down the drain

Invisible kid
Suspicious of your touch
Don't want no crutch
But it's all too much

I hide inside
I hurt inside
I hide inside, but I'll show you…

I'm OK, just go away
Into the distance let me fade
I'm OK, just go away
I'm OK, but please don't stray too far

Open up your heart
I'm beating right here
Open your mind
I'm being right here, right now
Open your heart
I'm beating right here
Open your mind
I'm being right here, right now

Ooh, what a good boy you are
Out of the way and you're kept to yourself
Ooh, can't you see that he's not here
He doesn't want the attention you give
Ooh, unplugging from it all
Invisible kid floats alone in his room
Ooh, what a quiet boy you are
He looks so calm floating 'round and 'round in himself

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich,
Kirk Hammett, and Bob Rock
Copyright © 2003 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
and EMI Blackwood Music, INC./Mahina Hoku Publishing
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

6. MY WORLD

The motherfuckers got in my head
Trying to make me someone else instead

It's my world now

Mama, why's it rainin' in my room?
Cheer up boy, clouds will move on soon
Heavy fog got me lost inside
Gonna sit right back and enjoy this ride

It's my world
You can't have it
It's my world, it's my world
It's my world

I'm out of my head, out of my head
Get 'em out of my head, out of my head
Get 'em out

Who's in charge of my head today?
Dancin' devils in angels way

It's my time now

Look out motherfuckers here I come
Gonna make my head my home
The sons of bitches tried to take my head
Tried to make me someone else instead

It's my world
You can't have it
It's my world, it's my world
It's my world

I'm out of my head, out of my head
Get 'em out of my head, out of my head
Get 'em out

Not only do I not know the answer
I don't even know what the question is

God it feels like it only rains on me

Not only do I not know the answer
I don't even know what the question is

I'm out of my head, out of my head
Get 'em out of my head, out of my head
Get 'em out

Enough's enough

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich,
Kirk Hammett, and Bob Rock
Copyright © 2003 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
and EMI Blackwood Music, INC./Mahina Hoku Publishing
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

7. SHOOT ME AGAIN

I won't go away
Right here I'll stay

Stand silent in flames
Stand tall 'till it fades

Shoot me again
I ain't dead yet

Shoot me again

All the shots I take
I spit back at you
All the shit you fake
Comes back to haunt you

All the shots

All the shots I take
What difference did I make?
All the shots I take
I spit back at you

I won't go away, with a bullet in my back
Right here I'll stay, with a bullet in my back

Shoot me
Take a shot

I'll stand on my own, with a bullet in my back
I'm stranded and sold, with a bullet in my back

I bite my tongue
Trying not to shoot back
No compromise
My Heart won't pump the other way

Wake the sleeping giant
Wake the beast
Wake the sleeping dog
No, let him sleep

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich,
Kirk Hammett, and Bob Rock
Copyright © 2003 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
and EMI Blackwood Music, INC./Mahina Hoku Publishing
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

8. SWEET AMBER

Wash your back so you won't stab mine
Get in bed with your own kind
Live your life so you don't see mine
Drape your back so you won't shine

Ooh then she holds my hand
And I lie to get a smile

Using what I want
To get what you want

Ooh Sweet Amber
How sweet are you?
How sweet does it get?

Chase the rabbit, fetch the stick
She rolls me over 'till I'm sick
She deals in habits, deals in pain
I run away, but I'm back again

Ooh then she holds my hand
And I lie to get a smile
And she squeezes tighter
I still lie to get a smile

She holds the pen that spells the end
She traces me and draws me in

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich,
Kirk Hammett, and Bob Rock
Copyright © 2003 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
and EMI Blackwood Music, INC./Mahina Hoku Publishing
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

9. THE UNNAMED FEELING

Been here before

Been here before couldn't say I liked it
Do I start writing all this down?
Just let me plug you into my world
Can't you help me be uncrazy?

Name this for me, heat the cold air
Take the chill off of my life
And if I could I'd turn my eyes
To look inside to see what's comin'

It comes alive
And I die a little more
It comes alive
Each moment here I die a little more

Then the unnamed feeling
It comes alive
Then the unnamed feeling
Takes me away

I'm frantic in your soothing arms
I can not sleep in this down filled world
I've found safety in this loneliness
But I can not stand it anymore

Cross my heart and hope not to die
Swallow evil, ride the sky
Lose myself in a crowded room
You fool, you fool, it will be here soon

It comes alive
And I die a little more
It comes alive
Each moment here I die a little more

Then the unnamed feeling
It comes alive
Then the unnamed feeling
Treats me this way
And I wait for this train
Toes over the line
And then the unnamed feeling
Takes me away

Get the fuck out of here
I just wanna get the fuck away from me
I rage, I glaze, I hurt, I hate
I hate it all, why? Why? Why me?

I cannot sleep with a head like this
I wanna cry, I wanna scream
I rage, I glaze, I hurt, I hate
I wanna hate it all away

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich,
Kirk Hammett, and Bob Rock
Copyright © 2003 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
and EMI Blackwood Music, INC./Mahina Hoku Publishing
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

 

10. PURIFY

Tear it down
Strip the layers off
My turpentine
Old paint, old looks
Cover up the past
White heat, white light
Super white bones
Bones of you and I

Pure if I… Can't you help me?
Pure if I… Won't you help me?
Purify you and I
Purify you and I
Pure if I… Can't you help me?
Pure if I… Won't you help me?
You and I purify

Truth and dare
Peeling back the skin
Acid wash
Ghost white
Ultra clean
Wanna be skeleton
Clear eyes
Diamond eyes
Strip the past of mine
My sweet turpentine

I can find the dirt on anything
I can find the dirt on anything

I ain't dancing with your skeletons
I ain't dancing with what might have been

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich,
Kirk Hammett, and Bob Rock
Copyright © 2003 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
and EMI Blackwood Music, INC./Mahina Hoku Publishing
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

11. ALL WITHIN MY HANDS

All within my hands
Squeeze it in, crush it down
All within my hands
Hold it dear, hold it suffocate

All within my hands
Love to death, smack you 'round & 'round and
All within my hands
Beware

Love is control
I'll die if I let go

Hate me now
Kill all within my hands
Hate me now
Crush all within my hands
Squeeze all within my hands
Choke all within my hands
Hate me now
Trap all within my hands
Hurry up and hate me now
Kill all within my hands

All within my hands
Take your fear, pump me up
All within my hands
Let you run, then I pull your leash

All within my hands
Under thumb, under to myself
All within my hands
Beware

Love is control
I'll die if I let go

Hate me now
Kill all within my hands
Hate me now
Crush all within my hands
Squeeze all within my hands
Choke all within my hands
Hate me now
Trap all within my hands
Hurry up and hate me now
Kill all within my hands again

I'll die if I let go
Control is love, love is control
I'll fall if I let go
Control is love, love is control

I will only let you breathe
My air that you receive
Then we'll see if I let you love me

Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich,
Kirk Hammett, and Bob Rock
Copyright © 2003 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
and EMI Blackwood Music, INC./Mahina Hoku Publishing
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

 

ALBUM - DEATH MAGNETIC

1.THAT WAS JUST YOUR LIFE

Like a siren in my head that always
Threatens to repeat
Like a blind man that is strapped into the speeding driver’s seat.
Like a face
That learns to speak
When all it knew was how to bite.

Like a misery that keeps me focused
Though i’ve gone astray.
Like an endless nightmare that
I must awaken from each day.
Like conviction
A premonition
Not worthy of, so I deny…… I deny.

I blind my eyes and try to force it all into place.
I stitch them up, see not my fall from grace.
I blind my eyes, I hide and feel it passing me by.
I open just in time to say goodbye.

Almost like your life.
Almost like your endless fight.
Curse the day is long.
Realize you don’t belong.
Disconnect somehow
Never stop the bleeding now.
Almost like your fight.
And there it went,
Almost like your life.

Like a wound that keeps on bleeding to remind me not to think.
Like a raging river drowning when
I only need a drink.
Like a poison
That I swallow
But I want the world to die.

Like a release from prison
That I didn’t know I was in.
Like a fight to live the past I prayed
To leave
From way back then.
Like a general
Without a mission
Until the war will start again…… start again.

I blind my eyes and try to force it all into place.
I stitch them up, see not my fall from grace.
I blind my eyes,
I hide and feel it passing me by.
I open just in time to say goodbye.

Almost like your life.
Almost like your endless fight.
Curse the day is long.
Realize you don’t belong.
Disconnect somehow
Never stop the bleeding now.
Almost like your fight.
And there it went,
Almost like your life.

Like a touch from hell to feel how hot
That it can get if you get caught.
Like a strike from heaven turns that key
And brings you straight down to your knees.

Like a touch from hell to feel how hot
That it can get if I get caught.
Like a strike from heaven to reprieve
That brings you straight down to your knees.

Almost like your life.
Almost like your endless fight.
Curse the day is long.
Realize you don’t belong.
Disconnect somehow
Never stop the bleeding now.
Almost like your fight.
And there it went,
Almost like your life.
That was just your life.

Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, and Robert Trujillo
Copyright © 2008 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

2.THE END OF THE LINE

Need… more and more
Tainted misery.
Bleed… battle scars
Chemical affinity.
Reign… legacy
Innocence corrode.
Stain… rot away
Catatonic overload.

Choke… asphyxia
Snuff reality.
Scorch… kill the light
Incinerate celebrity.
Reaper… butchery
Karma amputee.
Bloodline… redefine
Death contagious deity.

Hooked into this deceiver
Need more and more
Into the endless fever
Need more and more

New consequence machine
You burn through all your gasoline.
Asylum overtime
Nevermind…
You’ve reached the end of the line.

Time... Choke the clock
Steal another day.
Die... Faithfully
Narcissistic fade away.
Twisted... Jump the rail
Shatter the crowd below.
Breaker... Chase the ghost
From latest high to alltime low.

Hooked into this deceiver
Need more and more
Into the endless fever
Need more and more

New consequence machine
Burn through all your gasoline.
Asylum overtime
Nevermind…
You’ve reached the end of the line.

Drop the hourglass of time
Spilling sand we will not find
As we gather here today
We bid farewell…
The slave becomes the master.
The slave becomes the master.
The slave becomes the master.

The slave becomes the master
Need more and more
Right now and everafter
Need more and more

New consequence machine
Burn through all your gasoline.
Asylum overtime
Nevermind…
Dead hourglass of time
Sand we will not ever find
We gather here today
Say goodbye
Cause you’ve reached the end of the line.
The end of the line.
The end of the line.
The end of the line.
You’ve reached the end of the line.

Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, and Robert Trujillo
Copyright © 2008 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

3.BROKEN, BEAT & SCARRED

You rise.
You fall.
You’re down, then you rise again.
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong.
Rise, fall, down, rise again
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong.
Rise, fall, down, rise again
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong.

Through black days
Through black nights
Through pitch black insides

Breaking your teeth on the hard life comin’.
Show your scars.
Cutting your feet on the hard earth runnin’.
Show your scars.
Breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
But we die hard.

The dawn,
The death,
The fight to the final breath.
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong.
Dawn, death, fight, final breath.
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong.
Dawn, death, fight, final breath.
What don’t kill ya make ya more strong.

They scratch me
They scrape me
They cut and rape me

Breaking your teeth on the hard life comin’.
Show your scars.
Cutting your feet on the hard earth runnin’.
Show your scars.
Breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
But we die hard

Breaking your teeth on the hard life comin’.
Show your scars.
Cutting your feet on the hard earth runnin’.
Show your scars.
Bleeding your soul in a hard luck story.
Show your scars.
Spilling your blood in the hot sun’s glory.
Show your scars.
Breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
We die hard.

Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, and Robert Trujillo
Copyright © 2008 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured   All Rights Reserved

4.THE DAY THAT NEVER COMES

Born to push you around
Better just stay down.
You pull away
He hits the flesh
You hit the ground.

Mouth so full of lies
Tend to black your eyes.
Just keep them closed
Keep praying
Just keep waiting

Waiting for the one
The day that never comes
When you stand up and feel the warmth
But the son shine never comes.
No, the son shine never comes.

Push you cross that line,
Just stay down this time.
Hide in yourself
Crawl in yourself
You’ll have your time.

God I’ll make them pay
Take it back one day.
I’ll end this day.
I’ll splatter color on this gray.

Waiting for the one
The day that never comes
When you stand up and feel the warmth
But the son shine never comes.

Love… is a four letter word,
And never spoken here.
Love… is a four letter word,
Here in this prison.

I suffer this no longer,
I’ll put an end to this, I swear.
This, I swear. The son will shine.
This, I swear,
This, I swear,
This, I swear!

Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, and Robert Trujillo
Copyright © 2008 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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5.ALL NIGHTMARE LONG

Luck. Runs. Out.

Crawl from the wreckage one more time.
Horrific memory twists the mind.
Dark, rutted, cold and hard to turn.
Path of destruction feel it burn.

Still life… incarnation.
Still life… infamy.

Hallucination.
Heresy.
Still you run, what’s to come, what’s to be.

Cause we...
Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long
Feel us breathe upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace
Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long

Luck. Runs. Out.
You crawl back in,
But your luck runs out.

Luck. Runs. Out.

The light that is not light is here
To flush you out with your own fear
You hide, you hide but will be found
Release your grip without a sound

Still life… immolation.
Still life… infamy.

Hallucination.
Heresy.
Still you run, what’s to come, what’s to be.

Cause we...
Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long
Feel us breathe upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace
Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long

Luck. Runs. Out.
You crawl back in, but your luck runs out.

Then you crawl back in,
Into your obsession.
Never to return.
This is your confession.

Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long
Feel us breathe upon your face
Feel us shift, every move we trace
Hunt you down without mercy
Hunt you down all nightmare long

Luck. Runs. Out.
You crawl back in, but your luck runs out.
Your luck runs out.

Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, and Robert Trujillo
Copyright © 2008 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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6.CYANIDE

Sleep and dream of this
Death angel’s kiss
Brings final bliss
Completely

Empty they say,
Death, won’t you let me stay?

Empty they say,
Death, hear me call your name,
Call your name…

…suicide
I’ve already died.
You’re just the funeral
I’ve been waiting for.

…cyanide
Living dead inside
Break this empty shell forever more.

Wait, wait patiently
Your death black wings
Unfolding sleep
Spreading o’er me

Empty they say,
Death, won’t you let me stay?

Empty they say,
Death, hear me call your name,
Call your name…

…suicide
I’ve already died.
You’re just the funeral
I’ve been waiting for.

…cyanide
Living dead inside
Break this empty shell forever more.

Say, is that rain or are they tears?
That has stained your concrete face for years.
The crying, weeping, shedding strife
Year after year, life after life.

An air of freshly broken ground.
A concrete angel lit right down
Upon the grave which swallows fast
It’s peace at last, peace at last!

Empty they say,
Death, won’t you let me stay?

Empty they say,
Death, hear me call your name,
Call your name…

…suicide
I’ve already died.
You’re just the funeral
I’ve been waiting for.

…cyanide
Living dead inside
Break this empty shell forever more.

To end this war
To end this war
It’s just the funeral
I’ve been waiting for.

Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, and Robert Trujillo
Copyright © 2008 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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7.THE UNFORGIVEN III

How could he know this new dawn’s light
Would change his life forever?
Set sail to sea, but pulled off course
By the light of golden treasure.

Was he the one causing pain
With his careless dreaming?
Been afraid, always afraid,
Of the things he’s feeling.

He could just be gone.
He would just sail on
He’ll just sail on.

How can I be lost, if I’ve got nowhere to go?
Search for seas of gold,
How come it’s got so cold?

How can I be lost? In remembrance I relive.
And how can I blame you,
When it’s me I can’t forgive?

These days drift on inside a fog
Thick and suffocating.
His sinking life, outside its hell.
Inside, intoxicating.

He’s run aground. Like his life,
Water much too shallow.
Slipping fast, down with his ship,
Fading in the shadows.

Now a castaway.
They’ve all gone away.
They’ve gone away.

How can I be lost, if I’ve got nowhere to go?
Search for seas of gold,
How come it’s got so cold?
How can I be lost? In remembrance I relive.
And how can I blame you,
When it’s me I can’t forgive?

Forgive me.
Forgive me not.
Why can’t I forgive me?

Set sail to sea, but pulled off course
By the light of golden treasure.
How could he know this new dawn’s light
Would change his life forever?

How can I be lost, if I’ve got nowhere to go?
Search for seas of gold,
How come it’s got so cold?

How can I be lost? In remembrance I relive.
So how can I blame you,
When it’s me I can’t forgive?

Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, and Robert Trujillo
Copyright © 2008 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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8.THE JUDAS KISS

When the world has turned its back
When the days have turned pitch black
When the fear abducts your tongue
When the fire’s dead and gone

So, what now?
Where go I?

When you think it’s all said and done.
When you are the ostracized
Selfish ridden dead goodbyes
Twisting on the tourniquet
When the pieces never fit

So, what now?
Where go I?

When you think it’s all said and done.

Bow down
Sell your soul to me
I will set you free
Pacify your demons

Bow down
Surrender unto me
Submit infectiously
Sanctify your demons

Into abyss,
You don’t exist.
Cannot resist,
The Judas kiss.

When the storm has blacked your sky
Intuition crucify
When the ego strips your reign.
Assassinate the living flame.

So, what now?
Where go I?

When you think it’s all said and done.

Venom of a life insane
Bites into your fragile vein
Internalize and decimate
Patronize and complicate

So, what now?
Where go I?

When you think it’s all said and done.

Bow down
Sell your soul to me
I will set you free
Pacify your demons

Bow down
Surrender unto me
Submit infectiously
Sanctify your demons

Into abyss,
You don’t exist.
Cannot resist,
The Judas kiss.

Judas lives, recite this vow.
I’ve become your new god now.

Followed you from dawn of time
Whispered thoughts into your mind.
Watched your towers hit the ground
Lured your children never found
Helped your kings abuse their crown
In the heart of feeble man
Plant the seed of my own plan
The strong and powerful will fall
Find a piece of me in all…
Inside you all,

So, bow down
Sell your soul to me
I will set you free
Pacify your demons

Bow down
Surrender unto me
Submit infectiously
Sanctify your demons

Into abyss,
You don’t exist.
Cannot resist,
The Judas kiss.

Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, and Robert Trujillo
Copyright © 2008 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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9.SUICIDE & REDEMPTION

Instrumental
Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, and Robert Trujillo
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10.MY APOCALYPSE

Claustrophobic
Crawl out of this skin
Heart explosive
Reach in, pull that pin

Fear thy name: extermination
Desecrate inhale the fire

So we cross that line
Into the grips
Total eclipse
Suffer unto my apocalypse

Deadly vision
Prophecy reveal
Death magnetic
Pulling closer still

Fear thy name: annihilation
Desolate inhale the fire

So we cross that line
Into the grips
Total eclipse
Suffer unto my apocalypse

Crushing metal, ripping skin.
Tossing body, mannequin.
Spilling blood, bleeding gas.

Mangle flesh, snapping spine.
Dripping bloody valentine.
Shatter face, spitting glass.

Split apart
Split apart
Split apart
Spit
Spit it out.

What makes me drift a little bit closer?
Dead man takes the steering wheel.
What makes me know it’s time to cross over?
Born to repeat until I feel.

See through the skin, bones they all rattle.
Future and past, they disagree.
Flesh falls away, bones they all shatter.
I start to see the end. In. Me.

Claustrophobic
Climb out of this skin
Heart explosive
Reach in, pull that pin

Violate, annihilate
All wounds unto my eyes
Obliterate, exterminate
As life itself denied

Fear thy name as hell awakens
Destiny inhale the fire

But we’ve crossed that line
Into the grips
Total eclipse
Suffer unto my apocalypse

Tyrant awaken my apocalypse.
Demon awaken my apocalypse.
Heaven awaken my apocalypse.
Suffer forever my apocalypse.

Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, and Robert Trujillo
Copyright © 2008 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
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