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1. That Was Just Your Life
2. The End of the Line
3. Broken, Beat & Scarred
4. The Day That Never Comes
5. All Nightmare Long
6. Cyanide
7. The Unforgiven III
8. The Judas Kiss
9. Suicide & Redemption
10. My Apocalypse
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.
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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
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
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
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)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
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)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
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)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
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)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
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)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
Suicide & Redemption
Instrumental
Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, and Robert Trujillo
Copyright © 2008 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
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)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
