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The Mercenary- Iron Maiden

Pay to kill, die to lose, hunted, hunter which are you
Diablo come again to make trophies out of men
Lose your skin, lose your skull, one by one the sack is full
In the heat dehydrate, know which breath will be your last

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, you've got to kill to stay alive
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, you've got to kill to stay alive

Show them no fear, show them no pain
Show them no fear, show them no pain
Show them no fear, show them no pain
Show them no fear, show them no pain

Human heart, human mind, intellect intertwined
Focus sharp in the night, watch the jungle burning bright
Toe to toe throw the line, everyone's caught hand tied
Iron will iron fist, how could it have come to this?

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, you've got to kill to stay live
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, you've got to kill to stay alive

Show them no fear, show them no pain
Show them no fear, show them no pain
Show them no fear, show them no pain
Show them no fear, show them no pain

Show them no fear, show them no pain
Show them no fear, show them no pain
Show them no fear, show them no pain
Show them no fear, show them no pain

The Bled - Daylight Bombings

The air raids at night are keeping things serene
The president's men are closing in on me
And the crosshair grin you hold me in still does not propose an argument convincing me to shed to Devil's clothes

Electrodes to spine
Tonguing my wounds clean
That’s when the nightmare stops
Oh yeah, I had a dream
I had a dream
It went – shackled to the lover of another in a chapel so pristine
We’re baptised as atheists
I never felt so clean

The more I hear doves cry, the less I want to fly
The more I hear them crying out...

When does the seizure end?
When does the cyanide kick in?
I’d like to hike you up over this waste of love and back again
Oh my mistress
Whoa sweet distress
Your dress is brining it all back to me and we are closer that whore caught up a roundabout in hell

Twilight isn’t in the dark on this one
You can play me out on the hotel floor

The more I hear doves cry, the less I want to fly
The more I hear those doves crying

This is where the plot it thickens
Not behind the ribs but below the truth
You can use your sleuth ‘cause I’m begging for proof

When does the seizure end?
When does the cyanide kick in?
I’d like you hike you up over this waste of love and back again
Oh my mistress
Whoa sweet distress
Your dress is bringing it all back to me and we are closer than whores caught up in a roundabout

No need to run away
The pig was snuffed and laid
We saw this happening all on the front page
This is the last time we bet on landmines

We’ve got a lot riding on this one
So save you bullets for the call back
We’ve got a lot riding on this one
Don’t turn you back ‘til you see the blood flow back

Paint it Black- The Rolling Stones

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and theyre all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens evry day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then Ill fade away and not have to face the facts
Its not easy facin up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the settin sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
Hmm, hmm, hmm,...
I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!

The Bled - Hotel Coral Essex

if it starts to feel, then we'll just shut it off again
we won't convince the jury, we're guilty till we die
if it starts to sing, reach in remove the sirens
this respirator keeps a countdown to our cancellation
if it starts to bleed, do not adjust the contrast.

doctor, deliver us.

heaven holds no truth for dreamers like you and i.
remember the day they cut our throats, we learned to smile from our necks
this is a breech of etiquette, with wires jutting from our arms.

i'll never look at you again, if it's only a mirror in the end.
and if there's no one afer us, we'll turn the lights out when we leave.
i'll never look at you again, if it's only, it's only, it's only a mirror.
i'll never look at you again, if it's only, it's only a mirror.
we're guilty till we die, i'll never look at you again.
we're guilty till we die. i'll never look.
we're guilty till we die, i'll never look at you again.
we're guilty till we die, i'll never look at you. till we die.

siphon the ivory from the tusk, we're guilty till we die
we only bleed when the knives are drawn
vultures pick the meat from the bones, we're guilty till we die

if it starts to feel, then we'll just shut it off again.
we won't convince the jury, we're guilty till we die
if it starts to feel, then we'll just shut it off again
we won't convince the jury, we're guilty till we die.
do not adjust the contrast, my love, our days are numbered.
we'll remain guilty until our hearts give in and pull us under
do not adjust the contrast, my love, our days are numbered.
we'll remain guilty until our hearts give in and pull us under.

we left our corpses on the beach untouched and slightly out of reach.
we paint the walls with our dreams
we'll turn the lights out when we leave.
we left our corpses on the beach untouched and slightly out of reach.
we paint the walls with our dreams
we'll turn the lights out.

Paranoid- Black Sabbath

Finished with my woman cause she couldnt help me with my mind
People think Im insane because I am browning all the time
All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy
Think Ill lose my mind if I dont find something to pacify

Can you help me thought you were my friend
Whoah yeah

I need someone to show me the things in life that I cant find
I cant see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind

Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal

And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but its too late

Porcupine Tree - Fear Of A Blank Planet

Sunlight coming through the haze
No gaps in the blind
To let it inside
The bed is unmade, some music still plays

TV, yeah it's always on
The flicker of the screen
A movie actress screams
I'm basking in the s**t flowing out of it

I'm stoned in the mall again
Terminally bored
Shuffling around the stores
And shoplifting is getting so last year’s thing

Xbox is a god to me
A finger on the switch
My mother is a b***h
My father gave up ever trying to talk to me

Don't try engaging me
The vaguest of shrugs
The prescription drugs
You'll never find a person inside

My face is mogadon
Curiosity has given up on me
I'm tuning out desires
The pills are on the rise

How can I be sure I'm here?
The pills that I've been taking confuse me
I need to know that someone sees that
There's nothing left, I simply am not here

I'm through with pornography
The acting is lame
The action is tame
Explicitly dull, arousal anulled

Your mouth should be boarded up
Talking all day with nothing to say
Your shallow proclamations
All misinformation

My friend says he wants to die
He's in a band, they sound like Pearl Jam
Their clothes are all black
The music is crap

In school I don't concentrate
And sex is kinda fun, but just another one
Of all the empty ways of using up a day

How can I be sure I'm here?
The pills that I've been taking confuse me
I need to know that someone sees that
There's nothing left, I simply am not here

Bipolar disorder
Can't deal with the boredom
Bipolar disorder
Can't deal with the boredom

You don’t try to be liked
You don't mind
You feel no sun
You steal a gun
To kill time

You're somewhere
You're nowhere
You don't care
You catch the breeze
You still the leaves
So now where?

Wake Up-Rage Against the Machine

Come on
Although you try to discredit
You still never edit
The needle I'll thread it
Radically poetic
Stanin with the fury that they had in '66
And like E double I'm mad
Standin knee deep in the system's s**t
Hoover, he was a body remover
I can give you a dose
But it can never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air in the land of hipocracy
Movements come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements cease
When their heads are flown
'Cause all these punks got bullets in their heads
Departments of police (What?)
The judges (What?) the Feds (The Feds)

Networks at work keepin people calm
You know they went after King
When he spoke out on Vietnam
He turned the power to the Have-Nots
And then came the shot

Yeah back in this
With poetry my mind I flex
Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin that finesse
Whadda I got to, whadda I got to
Do to wake you up?
To shake you up, to break the structure up?
'Cause blood still flows in the gutter
I'm like takin photos
Mad Boy kicks open the shutter
Set the groove
Then stick a move like I was Cassius
Rep the stutter step
Then bomb a left upon the fascists
Yea, the several federal men
Who pulled scemes on the dream
And put it to an end
You better beware
Of retribution with mind war
20/20 visions and murals with metaphors

Networks at work keepin people calm
You know they murdered X
Tried to blame it on Islam
He turned the power to the Have-Nots
And then came the shot

I think I heard a shot

Wake up

The Bled - The Last American Cowboy

Brace yourself
For the plight of the born.
As the spotlight strips you bare.
Just a useless act in the play of life.
Cast as the role of the lover
And I feel slightly misplaced
In a world that's f**k or be f****d

Kill the lights.
Letch.
One more time and say it like you mean it.
Lush.
One more time and tell it like you feel it.
Lover.
You've got talent but I just dont see it.

Wrap your hook around my neck and
Get me off get me off get me off your stage.

In every coma-lover's kiss collides with truth.
And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise and I know
Disguise the lies that you fed me last night
These plots are breeding grounds
For nothing but the worst and nothing could be worse
And I know why.

And what do I have left?
The composer just went deaf.
The singer lost his breath
In the glow of the crowd.
The dancer's on a crutch.
The writer drank too much.
The director lost his touch.
In the glow of the crowd.

Can you resist the urge
To burn the script we wrote?
Bring on the flood before we choke.
Applause engulfs the room.
We bow into our tombs.
Sing me one more line so I can sleep.
Sing me one more line so I can sleep
Sing me one more line so I can sleep
This is all you need.
My love, it follows you
To your grave, to your grave
And I know
My love, it follows you
To your grave, to your grave

In every coma-lover's kiss collides with truth.
And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise and I know
Disguise the lies that you fed me last night
These plots are breeding grounds
For nothing but the worst and nothing could be worse
And I know

In every coma-lover's kiss collides with truth.
And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise and I know
Disguise the lies that you fed me last night
These plots are breeding grounds
For nothing but the worst and nothing could be worse
And I know why.

*stops posting lyrics*

Another victory for the amazing Flagg.

Which is now overturned by an armoured company.

*Calls in air strike on people who post songs instead of communicating*

Right now I'm watching Stargate SG1 season 1, Thor's Hammer

Seen that.

I have air superiority here, chump!

Good team up with me against annoying spammers!