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
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
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
Master of Puppets End of passion play, crumbling away I'm your source of self-destruction Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear Leading on
Mama, she has taught me well Told me when I was young "Son, your life's an open book don't close it 'fore its done" "The brightest flame burns quickest
The window burns to light the way back home A light that warms no matter where they go They're off to find the hero of the day But what if they should
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
Down in the depths of my firey 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
We're 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
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
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
Sound is ripping through your ears The deafing sound of metal nears Your bodies waiting for his whips The taste of leather on your lips Hear the cry
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 is heavy
On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha You can listen to the engines moanin' out it's one old song You can think about the woman, or the girl
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 block your eyes
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
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
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