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Loud Lyrix, May 31, 1994, Issue # 11
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Addresses (Send mail here for subscriptions)
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Internet: lyrix@terranet.cts.com
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UUCP: generic!zoo.toronto.edu!terranet!lyrix
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ARPA: generic!terranet!lyrix@zoo.toronto.edu
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Editor-in-Chief: Death Incarnate (Gino Filicetti) <death@terranet.cts.com>
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Publisher: Death Incarnate (Gino Filicetti)
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Distributor: Death Incarnate (Gino Filicetti)
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Mailing Program: NONE! Everything is done by hand.
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Loud Lyrix is posted weekly to the following newsgroups:
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alt.music
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alt.zines
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rec.music.misc
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rec.music.reviews
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(BTW. The Editor does not have Usenet access, so all mail from Usenet
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people should be send to one of the above addresses or else I will not see
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it. Thank You.)
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DISCLAIMER
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Loud Lyrix is not responsible for accuracy of the lyrics, song titles,
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album titles, or specific performers of the songs contained herein. All
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songs are property of the bands that perform them and/or their record
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labels. The lyrics contained herein cannot be used for any purpose other
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than "private study, scholarship, or research." If anyone makes use of a
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reprinted song for purposes in excess of "fair use," that user may be
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liable for copyright infringement. Loud Lyrix is not responsible for any
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misrepresentation of the performers of any songs or their respective
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lyrics. We reserve the right to reprint inaccurate lyrics if the song's
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lyrics were not readily available to the typist. And just remember that
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this publication is for the sheer fun and pleasure of discovering the
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lyrics of some songs, and we are not out to rip off any bands or put any
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words in their mouths.
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DESCRIPTION
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Loud Lyrix is a weekly publication dedicated to the spread of heavy metal
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lyrics throughout the world. Subscriptions are available at no cost
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electronically. Five to Ten songs are published every Tuesday. Along with
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the lyrics, a section of the zine is devoted to reactions of subscribers to
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previously posted songs. All subscribers are urged to send in lyrics from
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their own favorite bands for publication. All requests, submissions or
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comments must be sent to the above address.
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OUR PHILOSOPHY
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We here at Loud Lyrix believe that the true meaning of a song can only make
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itself known through the song's lyrics. It is for this reason that Loud
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Lyrix exists, we are committed to delivering all the best lyrics of heavy
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metal songs to Cyber-bangers around the globe. Long live metal!
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>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
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Loud Lyrix, #11, 5/31/94
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Well people, you know what they say.... all good things must come to an
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end, right? .. Well, it looks like Loud Lyrix will be going on hiatus for
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a little while, this will be the last Loud Lyrix sent from this site, the
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sysadmin was a little bit pissed at the last issue 'cause it was sooooo
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huge, so he decided to pull the plug, but I knew it was coming, so I'm not
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mad at all... anyways... you HAVE to admit it was worth it!! Didn't that
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fucking issue #10 just fucking blow you guys away?!! I loved doin' it, and
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I hope more than a few of you enjoyed it too...
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So anyways... this will be the last issue of Loud Lyrix sent from this
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address, so that means that next week there may not be an issue, so don't
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be surprised, I have to get things straightened out with the LISTSERV
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owner over here, and get me a spot on it, and then LOUD LYRIX WILL BE
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BACK...... with a vengeance!! Anyways, if I do miss next week, don't
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despair 'cause I WILL make it up to youse!
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Oh yes people!!! It's this Saturday!!!!!! METALLICA/DANZIG/SUICIDAL .. I
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just can't wait!! This weekend is gonna fucking ROCK!! ... check this out,
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Friday night is my friend's birthday party, we're getting a nice Howard
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Johnson Hotel room for him, and we're gonna party all night, it'll be
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soooo amazing, just imagine, 20 people in one room.... hehehe... we're
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gonna get ripped, and at like 3am when everyone leaves, we're gonna jump
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into the van, and wheel it up to Molson Park, and sleep in there 'til the
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morning... and then we'll be the first in line for the Gen. Adm. concert!!!
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Then at 2pm, the gates open... and it's MOSHING TIME!!!!! yeah, I'm gonna
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be surfin' the WHOLE damn concert! Then I get back, and fucking just crash
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at home 'cause I'll be soooo dead tired. Then next day at 12:30pm I gotta
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work, and then on Monday at 11:35am I have my Driving License Exam (take
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number two!).. hopefully I'll pass............... FUCKING HOLY SHIT!!!!
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What a weekend!
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Ok dudes.. so here it is, just a quick little Loud Lyrix 'cause I'm in
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kinda a rush... hopefully we'll have the LISTSERV by next week, if not,
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don't despair... I'LL BE BACK!!
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BTW... I had a request from JEWELS <JKS0748@ritvax.isc.rit.edu> to include
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the lyrics for "Fucking Hostile" by Pantera in this week's issue,
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unfortunately that song was already printed up in issue #4, so I included
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"No Good (Attack the Radical)" from the same album instead, I hope you
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don't mind Jewels!
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CONTENTS
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Song 1: "1642 Imprisonment" ("The Eye", Chapter 9) by King Diamond
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Song 2: "No Good (Attack the Radical)" by Pantera
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Song 3: "Evil Warriors" by Possessed
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Song 4: "All That Remains" by Fear of God
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Song 5: "Nuns Have No Fun" by Mercyful Fate
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Song 6: "Use My Third Arm" by Pantera
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Song 7: "Metal Militia" by Metallica
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Song 8: "Hell Or High Water" by AC/DC
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Song 9: "Gridlock" by Anthrax
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Chapter 9, "The Eye", by King Diamond
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****************** 1 6 4 2 I M P R I S O N M E N T **********************
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Sacrifice, holy rites, secrecy and altar wine
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Black candles burning low, to the meetings again they go
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Picard can't wait to take away another soul
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Oh it's a shame, Picard was so insane
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In the year of 1642, it came to an end
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In 1642, imprisonment
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Sacrifice, holy rites, secrecy and altar wine
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Black death come this way, Father Picard will soon be going
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He's ill, so sick, now his meetings are forever over
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Oh it's a shame, they went along with his game
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In the year of 1642, it came to an end
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In 1642, imprisonment
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Sacrifice, holy rites, secrecy and altar wine
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The nuns can't take the blame
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One after one they suffer a breakdown
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Confession, confession, they confess to diabolic possession
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Oh it's a shame, even Madeleine has gone insane
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In the year of 1642, Madeleine was leaving hell
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In 1642 she found freedom in her prison cell
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********************* T O B E C O N T I N U E D ***********************
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Typed by: Death Incarnate
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******** N O G O O D ( A T T A C K T H E R A D I C A L ) **********
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by P A N T E R A
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Album: "Vulgar Display of Power"
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In the States there's a problem with race.
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Because of ignorant past burned fires.
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>From evolution we've been killing each other.
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I figure man should have it down to a science.
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No chance, not for a minute, not for a second I won't be defensive.
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I'm straight out in my opinion.
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You'd better listen to a man who knows what he is saying.
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I've seen your side.
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You run and hide for the mere fact that you feel inferior.
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Be superior, and know your interior.
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Pre:
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Race, pride, prejudice
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Blackman, whiteman, no stand
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Live in the past, we make it last, a hated mass.
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No solution, mind pollution, for revolution.
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Chorus:
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So low behold my eyes, this land of fools will rise.
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No good, for no one.
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You blame oppression and play the role of criminals.
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To rape and burn show progress is minimal.
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White hoods and militants you know it's such a pity.
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Living, breathing, violence in your city.
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If one man had one home in one world.
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He'd live alone without variety.
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Full of anxiety, no one to point at, question, or even talk to.
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In his private grave, no matter what color, he wouldn't be saved from hell
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He dwells, a closed mind playing the part of prison cells
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(Pre)
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(Chorus)
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Typed by: Death Incarnate
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*********************** E V I L W A R R I O R S *************************
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by P O S S E S S E D
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Album: "Seven Churches"
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When you wake up in the night
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And you stare into the dark
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Your eyes will scream for sight
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Evil left its mark
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You'll be looking all above
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Looking all around
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But if you want to see them
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You have to look down
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Tortured by thoughts
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Stricken with fear
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Blasted to hell
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The end is near
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As you wait upon your fate
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Your throat is full of pain
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And when you try to scream
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You know it's all in vain
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Nothing you can change
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Destiny is complete
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Silence seems so strange
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As you start to feel the heat
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Forever to burn
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Infinite pain
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Demons of darkness
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Warriors domain
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You think you're so secure
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Protected from above
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Gaze into the hell fire
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I know you'll fall in love
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They'll hunt you down at night
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Your flesh is what they want
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Your eyes will scream for sight
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When evil comes to haunt
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Cursed by nightmares
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When you sleep
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They'll cut your throat
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And blood will seep
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Fighting through the mist
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Forever trapped in hell
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Crushed with satan's fist
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You can't escape his spell
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Sanity will pass
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Reality is just a word
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Evil does its task
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With its mighty sword
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Open your eyes and die
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By the hand of mass
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Escape and you'll defy
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My long awaited grasp
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They want to steal your soul
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Death will steal away
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Your wrongs will take their toll
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Below the crust you'll lay
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Spell has cast no hope
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Forgotten thoughts of good
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Your neck awaits a rope
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And things go like they should
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Enslaved in forever torment
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Blood drips from your eyes
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There is no way to repent
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>From your wicked lies
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Blades of metal
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Cut off your head
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Served as a meal
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Satan is fed
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Masters of evil
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Blasters of hell
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No one can stop them
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We're under their spell
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Red eyes are glowing
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With you in sight
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And if your knowing
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Scream out in fright
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Typed by: Leonid Makarovsky <venom@cs.bu.edu>
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******************** A L L T H A T R E M A I N S **********************
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by F E A R O F G O D
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Album: "Within The Veil"
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Powerlines...steel webs confine, violating the brownish sky.
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Hard grey smothers, earth, like cancer. Cracks revealing, ground below
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broken and bleeding
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every seed every stone.
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I've heard the promise, I feel hunger, I realize. As time creeps over me
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and days are torn away.
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There are no answers only bitter lies, the only voice I'm believing
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is the
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beckoning blade.
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I know the feeling the loss of control
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voice of reason slips away
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eyes staring back at me
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so dark so cold
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reflecting all the remains.
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I know the enslaver
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I taste its poison...felt its sting deep inside.
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It has no answer, only bitter lies but its voice I'm hearing,
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keeps calling my name.
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Who can tell the torture of the soul?
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Is it wrong... tell me is it wrong... to close your eyes...to sleep forever?
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Typed by: Marcel Hubregtse <lets2463@stud.let.ruu.nl>
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******************** N U N S H A V E N O F U N **********************
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by M E R C Y F U L F A T E
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Album: "Mercyful Fate"
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Upon a cross a nun will be hanged, she will be raped by an evil man
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Knock spikes through her hands, things will come she won't understand
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You're a nun you haven't had no fun, living your life as a virgin queen
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I'm gonna change it and I'll get it done, tomorrow you won't be a virgin queen
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C.U.N.T. that's what you are, you're C.U.N.T. yeah
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I get it up, I get it up in the dark, I make her feel I'm not a holy man
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Faster breathing, she's like a shark, she wants more
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I'm gonna give her my cross
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Nuns have have no fun, they just have their fathers and sons
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But I'll give them hell, I never fail
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I get it up, I get it up in the dark, I make her feel I'm not a holy man
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Faster breathing, she's like a shark, she wants more
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I'm gonna give her my cross
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C.U.N.T. that's what you are, you're C.U.N.T. yeah.
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Typed by: Marcel Hubregtse <lets2463@stud.let.ruu.nl>
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********************** U S E M Y T H I R D A R M ***********************
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by P A N T E R A
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Album: "Far Beyond Driven"
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Enlighten your sense of thought, of touch, of real, a shield,
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An underground for this coward.
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Building a blood in water scent. It's like some raping,
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without judgement. Boy in a pocket, balls in a bag,
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Serve and protect you. His dick his gun, his brain his badge.
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A faster way to kill them all would take too goddamn long.
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Absorb through pores the great escape. Kill that fuck to show him up,
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equal his displeasure now. Stab his ass a reminded past of
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What the fuck we live for.
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Ourselves.
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Arm yourself. A branch. A third arm. Extend your health,
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Crawl inside euphoria. Building a blood in water scent. It's like
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a scraping, it's entrapment. Boy in a pocket, balls in a bag,
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Perverted handle. His getting by is a fisted fuck.
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A faster way to exterminate them takes too fucking long.
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Absorb through pores he great escape.
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Kill that fuck to show him up, equal his displeasure now,
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Stab his ass, a reminded past of what the fuck we live for.
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Ourselves.
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Half assed for most his life. Piss poor little ham. NARC-BOY
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a fake fuck limp dick, sucking up to the man.
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And the world. We need a fucking cold war.
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Typed by: Eduardo Aceves Alatorre <a24897@itesocci.gdl.iteso.mx>
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*********************** M E T A L M I L I T I A *************************
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by M E T A L L I C A
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Album: "Kill 'Em All"
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Thunder and lightning the gods take revenge
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Senseless destruction
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Victims of fury are cowardly now
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Running for safety
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Stabbing the harlot to pay for her sins
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Leaving the virgin
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Suicide running as if it were free
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Ripping and tearing
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On through the mist and the madness
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We are trying to get the message to you
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Metal Militia
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Metal Militia
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Metal Militia
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Chained and shadowed to be left behind
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nine and one thousand
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Metal militia for your sacrifice
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iron clad soldiers
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Join or be conquered the law of the land
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What will befall you
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The metalization of your inner soul
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twisting and turning
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On through the mist and the madness
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We are trying to get the message to you
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Metal Militia
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Metal Militia
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Metal Militia
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We are as one as we all are the same
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fighting for one cause
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Leather and metal are our uniforms
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protecting what we are
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Joining together to take on the world
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with our heavy metal
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Spreading the message to everyone here
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Come let yourself go
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On through the mist and the madness
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We are trying to get the message to you
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Metal Militia
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Metal Militia
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Metal Militia
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***************************** T H E E N D *******************************
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Typed By: Gregory Smith <GS6368@ALBNYVMS.bitnet>
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****************** H E L L O R H I G H W A T E R ********************
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by A C / D C
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Album: "Fly on the Wall"
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Everybody you don't have to choose it
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You don't have to prove it
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It's only rock 'n' roll
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Mama don' told me
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Papa don' scold me
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Superstition, black cat in the cradle
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Dancing on the table
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Don't you snake on me
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Mama don' told me
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Daddy don' scold me, told me, show me
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You know that he told me
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[CHORUS:]
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Come hell or HIGH WATER
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Come hell or HIGH WATER
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Come hell or HIGH WATER
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Come hell or HIGH WATER
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Blood money, lyin' through your back teeth
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Fightin' on the main street
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Breathe your last breath on me
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Mama don' told me
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Poor boy get home
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Hot lovin' trigger-happy feelin'
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Touchin' up and teasin'
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You know it so bad
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Mama don' told me
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Papa don' scold me, rock 'n' rolled me
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[REPEAT CHORUS (twice)]
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Come hell, come hell, come hell
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**************************** T H E E N D ********************************
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Typed by: Lyrics archive at ftp.uwp.edu
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**************************** G R I D L O C K ******************************
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by A N T H R A X
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Album: "Persistence of Time"
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It's a long time, a long time comin'
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You tell me how you think i should be
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It's so easy
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You tell me what people want from me
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Well i'll just be myself
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It's the only way i can be but you don't see
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You accuse, abuse integrity
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You don't know one damn thing about me
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Not one damn thing
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Build me up and then you tear me down
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Curse my name when i'm not around
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And it's a
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Long time, long time
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A long time comin'
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A long time, long time
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A long time comin', a vicious circle
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In your face i'll come runnin'
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Try and stop me
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A long time, much too long
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And i'm comin'
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Try and stop me
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I like to keep my friends around me close
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But my enemies closer
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Friends accept me for just who i am
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Not someone i'm supposed to be
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Or something they expect for free
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Do you know me?
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I live with myself, i know my place
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Wipe that bullshit smile off your face
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The show is over
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Build me up and then you tear me down
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Curse my name when i'm not around
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And it's a
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Long time, long time
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A long time comin'
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A long time, long time
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A long time comin', a vicious circle
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In your face i'll come runnin'
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Try and stop me
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A long time, much too long
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And i'm comin'
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Try and stop me
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You and me are gonna take a walk
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I think it's time we had a little talk
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I said, you and me are gonna take a walk
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And we're gonna do more than walk and talk
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Let me see how you think i should be
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You think it's so easy?
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Put yourself on trial everyday
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Against a hung jury
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You don't know a thing about me
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You believe the hype you see
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But in my heart god knows i'll be true
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To what my life will bring
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And it's a
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Long time, long time
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A long time comin'
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A long time, long time
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A long time comin', a vicious circle
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In your face i'll come runnin'
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Try and stop me
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A long time, much too long
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And i'm comin'
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Try and stop me
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Typed by: Lyrics Archive at ftp.uwp.edu
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Ok...... hope you enjoyed our last Loud Lyrix from Terranet, remember,
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next week we may not have a Loud Lyrix, so don't flood my mail with
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"WHERE'S MY LYRIX!!!" mail... ok? ... oh yeah, I just wanted to tell you
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guys, just because I can't mail the 'zine from here, don't mean you can't
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mail me... all administrivia still goes to lyrix@terranet.cts.com, so
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don't change your routine for sending in lyrix, and subscribing yet.....
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C-ya!
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End -- Loud Lyrix #11
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