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Welcome to the 3rd edition of Metal Madness! If you don't have edition 1
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or 2, you're a wuss! But all in all we hope you enjoy these. If you have
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any comments whatsoever, please mail splattergut or blind cyclops on any
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BBS<we have subscriptions to all of them>
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NOW FOR THE FUN PART-=-=-this issue of Metal Madness contains Metallica's
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second major album....MASTER of PUPPETS!!!! Well, anyways...here's the
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fucking lyrics you wanted.
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LYRICS TO MASTER OF PUPPETS <_METALLICA_>
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Battery:
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<Hetfield, Ulrich>
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Lashing out the action, returning the reaction
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Weak are ripped and torn away
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Hypnotizing power, crushing all that cower
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Battery is here to stay
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Smashing through the boundaries
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Lunacy has found me
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Cannot stop the battery
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Pounding out aggresion
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Turns into obsession
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Cannot kill the battery
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Cannot kill the family
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Battery is found in me
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Battery
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Crushing all deceivers, mashing non-believers
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Never ending potency
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Hungary voilence seekers, feeding off the weaker
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Breeding on insanity
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Smashing through the boundaries
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Lunacy has found me
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Cannot stop the battery
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Pounding out aggresion
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Turns into obsession
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Cannot kill the battery
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Cannot kill the family
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Battery is found in me
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Battery
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Circle of destruction, hammer comes crushing
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Powerhouse of energy
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Whipping up a fury, dominating flurry
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Breeding on insanity
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Smashing through the boundaries
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Cannot stop the battery
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Pounding out aggresion
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Turns into obsession
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Cannot kill the battery
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Cannot kill the family
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Battery is found in me
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Battery
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MASTER OF PUPPETS:
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<Hetfield, Ulrich, Burton, Hammett>
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End of passion play, crumbling away
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I'm your source of self destruction
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Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
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Leading on your death's construction
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Taste me you will see
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More is all you need
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you're dedicated to
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How I'm killing you
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Come crawling faster
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Obey your master
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Your life burns faster
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Obey your master
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MASTER
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Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings
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Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
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Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
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Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
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MASTER
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MASTER
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Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
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MASTER
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MASTER
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Neddlework the way, never you betray
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Life of death becoming clearer
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Pain monopoly, ritual misery
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Chop your breakfast on a mirror
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Taste me you will see
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More is all you need
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Yor're dedicated to
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How I'm killing you
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Come crawling faster
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Obey your master
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Your life burns faster
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Obey your master
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MASTER
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Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings
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Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
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Blinded by me you can't see a thing
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Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
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MASTER
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MASTER
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Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
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MASTER
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MASTER
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Master, master, wher's the dreams that I've been after?
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Master, master, you promised only lies
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Laughter, laughter, all I hear or see is laughter
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Laughter, laughter, laughing at my cries
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Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
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Just a rhyme without a reason
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Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
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Now your life is out of season
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I will occupy
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I will help you dye
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I will run through you
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Now I rule you too
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Come crawling faster
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Obey your master
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Your life burns faster
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Obey your master
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MASTER
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Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings
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Swisting your mind and smashing your dreams
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Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
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Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
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MASTER
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MASTER
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Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
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MASTER
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MASTER
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THE THINGS THAT SHOULD NOT BE:
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<Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammit>
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Messanger of fear in sight
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Dark deception kills the light
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Hybrid children watch the sea
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Pray for father, roaming free
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Fearless wretch
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Insanity
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He watches
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Lurking beneath the sea
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Great old one
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Forbidden Sight
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He searches
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Hunter of the shadows is rising
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Immortal
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In madness you dwell
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Crawling chaos, underground
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Cult has summoned, twisted sound
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From our ruins once possessed
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Falling city, living death
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Fearless wretch
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Insanity
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He watches
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Lurking beneath the sea
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Great old one
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Forbidden Sight
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He searches
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Hunter of the shadows is rising
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Immortal
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In madness you dwell
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Not dead which eternal lie
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Stranger eons death may die
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Drain you of your sanity
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Face the thing that should not be
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Fearless wretch
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Insanity
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He watches
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Lurking beneath the sea
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Great old one
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Forbidden Sight
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He searches
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Hunter of the shadows is rising
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Immortal
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In madness you dwell
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WELCOME HOME:
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(SANITARIUM)
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<Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammit>
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Welcome to where time stands still
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No one leaves and no one will
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Moon is full, never seems to change
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Just labeled mentally deranged
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Dream the same thing every night
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I see our freedom in my sight
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No locked doors, no windows barred
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No things to make my brain seemed scaried
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Sleep my friend and you will see
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That dream is my reality
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They keeped me locked up in this cage
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Can't they see it's my brain says rage
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Sanitarium, leave me be
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Sanitarium, just leave me alone
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Build my fear of what's out there
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And cannot breathe the open air
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Whisper things into my brain
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Assuring me that I'm insane
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They think our heads are in their hands
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But violent use brings violent plans
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Keep him tied, it makes him well
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He's getting better, can't you tell?
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No more can they keep us
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Listin, damn it, we will win
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They see it right, they see it well
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But they think this saves us from our hell
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Sanitarium, leave me be
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Sanitarium, just leave me alone
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Sanitarium, just leave me alone
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Fear of living on
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Natives getting restless now
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Mutinty in the air
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Got some death to do
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Mirror stares back hard
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Kill, it's such a friendly word
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Seems the only way
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For reaching out again
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DISPOSABLE HEROES:
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<Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett>
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Bodies fill the fields I see, hungary heroes end
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No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
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Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
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Victim of what said should be
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A servant 'till i fall
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Soldier boy, made of clay
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Now an empty shell
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Twenty one, only son
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But he served us well
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Bred to kill, not to care
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Do just as we say
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Finished here, greetings death
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He's yours to take away
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Back to the front
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you'll do what I say, when I say
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Back to the front
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You will die when I say, you will die
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Back to the front
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you coward
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you servant
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you blindman
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Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
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Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
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More a man, more stripes you bear, glory seeker trends
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Bodies fill the fields I see
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The slaughter never ends
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Soldier boy, made of clay
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Now an empty shell
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Twenty one, only son
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But he served us well
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Bred to kill, not to care
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Do just as we say
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Finished here, greetings death
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He's yours to take away
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Back to the front
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You do what I say, when I say
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Back to the front
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You will die when I say, you will die
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Back to the front
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you coward
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you servant
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you blindman
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Why, am I dying?
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Kill, have no fear
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Lie, live off lying
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Hell, hell is here
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I was born for dying
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Life planned out before birth, nothing I could say
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Had no chance to see myself, moulded day by day
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Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
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Left to die with only friend
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Alone I clench my gun
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Soldier boy, made of clay
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Now an empty shell
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Twenty one, only son
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But he served us well
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Bred to kill, not to care
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Do just as we say
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Finished here, greeting death
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He's yours to take away
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Back to the front
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You will do what I say, when I say
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Back to the front
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You will die when I say, you must die
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Back to the front
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you coward
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you servant
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you blindman
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Back to the front
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<Splattergut's note-=-=that was a long ass song!>
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LEPER MASSIAH:
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<Hetfield, Ulrich>
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Spineless from the start
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Circus comes to town, you play the lead clown
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Please, please
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spreading his disease, living by his story
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Knees, knees
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Falling to your knees, suffer for his glory
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you will
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Time for lust, time for lies
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Time to kiss your life goodbye
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Send me money, send me green
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Heaven you will meet
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Make a contribution
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And you'll get a better seat
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Bow to leper Messiah
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Marvel at his tricks, need your sunday fix
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Blind devotion came, rotting your brain
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Chain, chain
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Join the endless chain, taken by his glamour
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Fame, fame
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Infection is the game, stinking drunk with power
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We see
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Time for lust, time for lie
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Time to kiss your life goodbye
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Send me money, send me green
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Heaven you will meet
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Make a contribution
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And you'll get a better seat
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Bow to leper Messiah
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Witchery, weakening
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Sees the sheep are gathering
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Set the trap, hypnotize
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Now you follow
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Time for lust, time for lie
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Time to kiss your life goodbye
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Send me money, send me green
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Heaven you will meet
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make a contribution
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And you'll get a better seat
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Lie
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ORION:
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<Hetfield, Ulrich, Burton>
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Well now, we can't exactly write this because there are no words to write!
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It is 8 minutes of instrumental......
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DAMAGE, INC.:
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<Hefield, Ulrich, Hammett, Burton>
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Dealing out the agony within
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Charging hard and no one's gonna give in
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Living on your knees, conformity
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Or dying on your feet for honesty
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Inbred, our bodies work as one
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Bloody, but never cry submision
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Following our instinct not a trend
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Go against the grain until the end
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Blood will follow blood
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Dying time is here
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DAMAGE incorporated
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Slamming through, don't fuck with razorback
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Stepping out? You'll feel our hell on your back
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Blood follows blood and we make sure
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Life ain't for you and we're the cure
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Honesty is my only excuse
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Try to rob us of it, but it's no use
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Steamroller action crushing all
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Victim is your name and you shall fall
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Blood will follow blood
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Dying time is here
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DAMAGE incorporated
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We chew and spit you out
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We laugh, you scream and shout
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All flee, with fear you run
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you'll know just where we come from
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DAMAGE incorporated
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Damage jackels ripping right through you
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Sight and smell of this, it gets me goin'
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Know just how to get just what we want
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Tear it from your soul in nightly hunt
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Fuck it all and fucking no regrets
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Never happy endings on these dark sets
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All's fair for Damage inc. you see
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Step a little closer if you please
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Blood will follow blood
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Dying time is here
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DAMAGE incorporated
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FINALLY!!! So far this album took ME the most time to complete...
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When i say "ME", that meant that i did, well....lesse...every bit of it!
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I'm not bitchin', well maybe a little, but i didn't get much help on this
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one. Granted that i have the 'puter and all, but still, it could have been
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easier. Well, anyways < Can't you see that i'm bored outta my fucking mind?>
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I hope you like this text, and that i hope you didn't turn down the loud
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muzak you were SUPPOSED to be playing. Maybe yor parents hate it, maybe your
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roomate hates it, or maybe, just maybe, you hate it too! If you do I pity
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you for not being part of the MTV generation. If you want to challenge this
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contact any BBS out there for you to bitch about it to me or blind cyclops.
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Next file, we are gonna TRY<!!!>to get a documentary or sometin' about
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Metallica, but if not don't worry, it'll be something besides lyrics...
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Metal Madness Copyright (c) 1993
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All Rights Reserved
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