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from Overkill - The Killing Kind (1996)
"It's not like you can just kill me."
"Actually, it's a lot like that." Whatcha, whatcha gonna do? Who, who, who ya gonna screw? Play it like ya really bad Fire Wanna, wanna be the man Doin' everything ya can Play it like ya really bad Tired Can I interest you in nothin'? Will you buy my disease? You can take what you want You can have what you need Can I interest you in nothing? Ya, I think you'll be pleased If you're lookin' for war Open the one, two, three Door Bleedin' like a stuck pig Play it like you're really big Bleedin' like a stuck pig Don't matter No one loves ya baby now without sayin' please You got blood on your hands You got dirt on your knees Can I offer you salvation? Yeah, I think you'll agree You're about to fall About to fall The battle, the war The battle Inside job, ya got a revolution, yeah Napolean had less rage Self-made mob Ya need an institution Yeah, ya need a full time cage Why do you stay here? Why do you roam? Chaos feed the big man He ain't going home Ain't going home "It's not like you can just kill me" Disciple of chaos A self-made man Disciple of chaos That's what I am Disciple of chaos The silent roar Disciple of chaos Open the one, two, three, war Whatcha, whatcha gonna do? Who, who, who ya gonna screw? Whatcha, whatcha gonna do? |
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from Overkill - The Killing Kind (1996)
I'm your crucifix, your burning light
I'm the perfect mix of wrong and right I'm your full-blown blue-eyed devil It's my nature to deceive You're the classic lost example With a need to believe, need to believe You want to Walk in God-like Immune to dyin' What was I thinkin' as I bent my knee and hailed? Walk in God-like Immortal cryin' What were you thinking as you took The hammer in your hand and nailed? I'm your black book that ya live by I'm the fisherman's hook that ya kill by I provide your inner peace Faith in complication I provide the means, the tools For blessed devastation Now you're closer to I'm your crucifix, I'm your black book I'm your crucifix, your holy black book I'm your crucifix, I'm your black book I'm your crucifix, read your black book Like lambs to the slaughter, they come Like men in need of water, they come I'm your full-blown blue-eyed devil It's my nature to deceive You're the classic lost example with a need to believe Need to believe Walk in God-like |
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from Overkill - The Killing Kind (1996)
I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home to you
'Cause you can't live without me Who left the door, the window, gate locked? Who did? Didn't want me in Way back when I was just a psychopath C'mon, c'mon, c'mon and let me in Whoa! They tell me I'm insane Whoa! Just something with my brain I'm a good boy now, good boy now Certifiable I'm a good boy now, good boy now I know, I know, I know you're in there I know that murder is a sin I know I'm better than I ever was C'mon, c'mon, c'mon now, let me in You know I'm the same You know I haven't changed What you done? Just ain't right but I thought of you Every night It was as painful as a human bite But we'll be together again An' I know that you've been thinkin' of me 'Cause you want it the way it used to be So leave the light on so I can see and you better let me in You better let me in Motherfucker Whoa! They tell me I'm insane Whoa! They tell me nothing's changed Whoa! But you that I'm sane Whoa! But you know that I've changed Good boy now Good boy |
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from Overkill - The Killing Kind (1996)
With time runing down
You make amends to the ones you have tried to destroy So profound To make amends to the ones who have tried to destroy you As confusion mounts As you fall in rank The heart and mind, throbbing Both go blank If you're not afraid Then why do you jump at the sound of my voice? If you're not afraid With time running down You've done all that you could to be close to your God Life unfound You've done all that you should to be far from your God's hands It blows like ash in the wind I throw no stone for I've sinned If you're not afraid Why do you question the good of your choice? If you're not afraid If you're not afraid Listen to for what you paid, but the speaker is a liar Working hard for what you made, your values are on fire Burning you down Scramble for what's good and right, testament to the manic The innocent flash before his eyes, the man begins his panic Burning him down What you are and what you've done is what you had to be What you are and what you've done gets the better of me Burning you down Burning you Down |
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from Overkill - The Killing Kind (1996)
Here come Mister 'I ain't like that'
Mister 'You can count on me' Here come evolution, walkin' with stupidity Waste o' time, waste o' my time Give it up, lay it down, play the bottom line Waste o' time, waste o' prime time Hey! Let me shut that for you There go no one get over me Mister 'Not behind your back' Motherfucker got a larger than life Full o' shit, short o' fact There's a kind of hush all over the world tonight All over the world, you can hear the sound Know what I mean? Sit down and shut up Sit the fuck down And shut the fuck up Stoop motherfucker, gettin' under my skin Runnin' away with that mouth again Ah, ah, ah got nothin' better to do S.M.F., let me shut that for you Waste o' time, waste o' my time Give it up, lay it down, play the bottom line Waste o' time, waste o' prime time Hey! Shut the fuck up! |
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from Overkill - The Killing Kind (1996)
It's a hit, hit
Can ya take a hit? On your belly up, suffer me this Like a shot down, knock down On your back down Take a hit? Suffer me this Ya get up, down Can ya walk, talk, hit, hit? Suffer me this Can I ease your pain, pain Ease the change, I'm the same hit Suffer, suffer me this Yeah! Hit, hit, hit Suffer me this Watcha do when ya thinkin' of you? With ya brain wrapped up Down deep in ya rubber head Ya open wide with the mob on ya side and everybody stompin' Everybody gonna see the red Put on ya bold face Put on ya cold place Harder they come, go Harder they fall Down! Down! Hard! Size eleven waffles 'bout the neck and head, honey Welcome to the garbage dump Gimme what ya live for, gimme all your money Bold face pagan stomp Bold face pagan stomp Come a kick, kick in the dick, kick Gonna make ya sick, kick, suffer you that Come the blood spills, get ya kick thrills On a will kill Suffer you pain In a pack whack, got a two on one track On a hit 'n' run smack, suffer you that Not though be the romp or the kick, kick, whap, stomp Stomp, stomp, stomp Suffer you that Yeah, yeah, yeah... Hit! Kick! Stomp! Yeah, yeah, yeah... Hit! Hit! Yeah, yeah, yeah... Hit! Kick! Hit! Suffer, suffer you that Harder they come, go! Harder they fall, go! Down! Down! Hard! Hit! Hit! Hit hit! Knows his religion and he knows it well The doctrine that he follows send him straight to hell He's side stompin' judgement, step ahead of the last Edict from the judges stating "This too shall pass." |
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from Overkill - The Killing Kind (1996)
Cool motherfucker in a deep blue sea
I said, "I lose my mind" Cool motherfucker in through what I see I said that I don't mind He said, "Walk on through, we been waitin' for you There's a place set at the table Welcome, home is where the heart is And since ya been gone, my heart's been broke in two" Your return among the strangest see Your life's gone through some changes Don't recognise you Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't recognise Down home to the cool cool water Down home to the cleansing water Cool motherfucker said, "I know your name But do ya know your god?" Cool motherfucker said, "I had your pain Ya, then I blew my wad" My god made love and my god made pain I feel at home among the insane I see sunshine in the pourin' rain Welcome home, oh yes, I recognise you See, ya been rearranged to suit And you know we'll never change What they put ya through What they put, what they put, what they put ya... Move it to the right now Jesus, cleanse me, can you hear him? Jesus, cleanse me now |
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from Overkill - The Killing Kind (1996)
What you say... hey
Comin' into somethin' that leave you empty, something so strong What you play... hey Comin' outta nothing that leave you bleedin', bleedin' so long Can you feel my hand on your shoulder? Can you feel yourself growin' colder? Something' outta nothing, a private bleeding, bleeding gone wrong Where you gone, man? Everything or nothing, the price to find out where you belong Did you feel your light growing dimmer? Did you feel your soul growing thinner? Something outta nothing, a private bleeding Bleeding gone wrong Something outta nothing I scream, through one-sided conversation As simplicity descends to dash the complicataion I explode with self-inflicted wounds I explode, a self-inflicted fool And now I bleed through the mourning after I bleed so you will believe I bleed Bleed through the mourning after You know I'd take you with me if I could If I could |
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from Overkill - The Killing Kind (1996)
Here it come
I said here it comes Here it come I'm push 'n' pullin', back and forth and gain no ground A-knockin' down 'n' pound, pound, pound! Huh A-kickin', screamin', whack, duct-taped to make no sound A-sittin still to take the pow Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot Bring it Longer you live, you get what you give What you're reaping First out alive is the one to survive You are creeping Cold, hard fact: gonna get ya in the back, yeah Cold, hard fact: gonna put it in ya back, yeah A-spittin' blood and teeth and guts out on ya shoes A-kiss my ass 'n' born to lose, huh Like Mister Blond, tap dancin' Dali on P.D. All tied up in misery... pow Passing the buck as you run outta luck You are weeping Crossing the line, as you run out of time Are you creeping? Cold, hard fact: gonna put it in ya back, yeah Cold, hard fact: gonna stick it in ya back, yeah Cold, hard fact: gonna put it in ya back, yeah Said yeah, jerk, gonna put it in ya, put it in ya Cold, hard fact: gonna get ya in the back, yeah Cold, hard fact: gonna put it in ya back, yeah Cold, hard fact: gonna slip it in ya back, yeah Said yeah, jerk, gonna put it in ya, put it in ya Going down hard with a bang, bang, bang shot |
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from A Tribute To Judas Priest : Legends Of Metal Vol. II [tribute] (1996)
Behold 'tis I the commander
Whose grip controls you all Resist me not, surrender I'll no compassion call (Tyrant) Capture of humanity (Tyrant) Conqueror of all (Tyrant) Hideous destructor (Tyrant) Every man shall fall Your very lives are held within my fingers I snap them and you cower down in fear You spineless things who belly down to slither To the end of the world you follow to be near (Tyrant) Capture of humanity (Tyrant) Conqueror of all (Tyrant) Hideous destructor (Tyrant) Every man shall fall Mourn for us oppressed in fear Chained and shackled we are bound Freedom choked in dread we live Since Tyrant was enthroned I listen not to sympathy Whilst ruler of this land Withdraw your feeble aches and moans Or suffer smite from this my hand (Tyrant) Capture of humanity (Tyrant) Conqueror of all (Tyrant) Hideous destructor (Tyrant) Every man shall fall Mourn for us oppressed in fear Chained and shackled we are bound Freedom choked in dread we live Since Tyrant was enthroned My legions faithful unto death I'll summon to my court And as you perish each of you Shall scream as you are sought (Tyrant) Capture of humanity (Tyrant) Conqueror of all (Tyrant) Hideous destructor (Tyrant) Every man shall fall |
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from Overkill - Immortalis (2007)
Pray for the days of glory
Long gone the master plan Gone is the pride of independence Sacrificed like a lamb Here is the same old story Here where the honor ran There was a price for the consolation Walking in hand in hand Thy kingdom come, he came to fear it He's on the Judas list Thy will be done, and fondled spirit See's devils in the mist Give me pure resolution Give what all I can Give me some more of what I can take, Feed me from your garbage can Let me have the absolution Let me stand like a man Let me walk tall with the godforsaken, Walking out hand in hand One more godforsaken Ten to make him pay A kiss from Judas and temptation Sends him on his way Passes on redemption Ten to make him right Another kiss of Judas lands Before he sees daylight... Into his night Hot One more godforsaken Ten to make him pray A kiss from Judas and temptation As I heard him pray Thy kingdom come, he came to fear it He's on the Jesus list Thy will be done, and ruined spirit See's devils in the mist |
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from Overkill - Immortalis (2007)
Train-train burning like a absolute,
Drunk with the love of the fire Brain-brain burning and the leather boot. Kicking like he never gets tired... I saw the coming of the faster than light speed, Burning track, conventional fool Wham-crack-bam-slap Far out of sight speed, Hammered like a kicking mule Here we come now, here we go Need you now, no mistakes Stand up tall and give me, What it takes Hit the ground running, I was faster than the light speed Burning before my feet hit the floor Damn machine gunning Kept me far out of sight feed, Pull the shades and lock all the 1-2-3-Door I saw the coming-coming, into the void And I was drunk with the love of the fire Was a knock-down, drag-out Never fail me boots I was kicking like I never get 1-2-3-More Need you now, no mistakes Stand up tall and give me, What it takes Need you now, I'm not afraid Stand up straight and kick me If that's what it takes Little hot, a little cold A little young is growing old A little prick, a little bold, Never did what he was told I'll tell ya why you're feeling bad, A little played, a little sad A little more you never had, A little sane is going mad Seems you had enough of me, Enough or more eternity I'll tell you what I'm going to be, I'm going to be your misery And when you feel you're going to break, Say your prayers for goodness sake We're going to see what you can take, We're going to see now what it takes Count it as you did before, count it out 2-2-3-4 Count it when you're going to break Count it out it's what it takes Count it when you're feeling bad, Count it when you're going mad Count on me for goodness sake, Count on it and what it takes What it takes |
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from Overkill - Immortalis (2007)
All buys are final the act suicidal
A moment defining a life Not hatred or racial, goddamn, insulatial Confusion controlling the strife The pain now consuming There'll be no exhuming Destroying the core of the lie The man with his hand-up Had just better shut-up God lights-up and sits to the right When I had you Dancing like a angel in my hand When I need you, counting time A trillion grains of sand The commission/skull and bones Extradiction/skull and bones Landing a knockout, negotiate lockout The war in the crescent was theirs The prices grew higher, the need for the buyer The cost, loss of life, splitting hairs The pain all consuming, for those without grooming Not taken the time yet to learn The man feels deserted, and Toby's perverted God sits back, and waits his turn When I had you Dancing like a angel in my hand When I need you, counting time A trillion grains of sand When I had you standing like a soldier in my hand When I need you,counting lives a trillion grains of... Strict obligation to deterioration, Other blood is all over me For the good of the nation a world obligation Welcome to the society I was born with the right and the financial might, To put a price on your head so worth living Shot with the light on the very same night, That you thought that your god was so giving Hammer-hammer down you, one time alone For the order of the nation Hammer-hammer down you, skull and bones A full, life-long sensation |
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from Overkill - Immortalis (2007)
Give me your love, give me your money
Give me your soul, let me have it honey All lined up, paint 'em red All lay down, praying me dead Here you go baby, a birthday surprise Bes believe your eyes Cover them in roses Cover them in lies Dress them up in persecution Best believe your eyes Nothing you hear, half of what your seeing Make myself clear, talk about believing 3-5-7 and a bottle of blood All went down to heaven, hell's full of the good All over baby, here's a big surprise Best believe your eyes Cover them in roses Cover them in lies Dress them up in persecution Best believe your eyes 6-6-6-6-6-6 Your enemies, your demons scream to get out Beyond the shadow of a doubt Listen to your spirit scream, Wring your soul out until it's clean Well beyond the shadow of a doubt Kiss your purity goodbye Squeeze you tight so you won't die All your demons screaming to get out Hear the footsteps, feel the breath Good intentions lead to death All your enemies are looking out Well beyond the shadow of a doubt Well beyond the shadow of a doubt |
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from Overkill - Immortalis (2007)
Ain't nobody listening, ain't nobody there
Somebody is screaming this ain't fair 30 pieces glistening, speak up if you dare That is what the book said if you care Sheep and god, the fourth, independence, Waiting to be led Deep the pain, the sting of dependence This is what he said I'll take you all the way, A lifetime spent in just one day I'll take you out the other side It's my hellish pride Sweet Jesus in the midnight sun On fire as the day is won You got to know that it's cold outside Why don't you come for a ride I got a hellish pride Think that something's missing Or something's just not fair Somebody is hanging over there I was at my own christening I wasn't quite aware I didn't have the choice to even dare I fell asleep at night independence Waiting for the word In nightmares and deceit of dependence This is what I heard I'll take you anyway Hopeless, faithless, it's okey I'll take you on the lifetime ride It's my hellish pride Fire |
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from Overkill - Immortalis (2007)
Wake a little woozy, feeling shitty
Overdone, over tired Waling like you lose, just shitty, wherever you go Are you happy with the congregation Do you find that you always need more Are you wishing on a constellation Do you find that your throat's always sore You know what they needed You know what they like You got them believing That all of it's right One moment, one man One time does the best he can One push and one desire One time he walk through fire Got an itty-bitty-shitty-over Now start the fire Just enough pity left to start What you don't want to know Are you happy with your contribution Do you find that you always want more Are you praying for the revolution Looking forward to your day in court |
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from Overkill - Immortalis (2007)
What's the sense of running blind
If you never know where you go What's the sense of suicide If the crash is all you know I'm a right-down, lower than the low Collecting other people's sins What's the sense, if you got to go If you don't know where you been A classic indication, march out of time A standard application and you're not the kind I'm coming Blessed retribution; head-on, never stall Running, head-on to the wall Unholy damn solution, head-on, never fall Running, head-on to the wall All the promises that you made Made you right with what you did All the freedom that you trade On the block for the highest bid I'm an up here, higher than high-sight On a self inflicted grin With a back-door larger than life-light So you can see where you been C'mon, now baby shine a light on me, Can you see me just a little bit Cleanse you of the sorrow and your misery, Wash away the pain with a hit Tell me what you're waiting for C'mon little lazy take a walk with me Will you reach out will you take my hand C'mon little lazy will you let it be, Or will you walk on to the promised land Tell me what you're waiting for C'mon now baby shine the light on me, Can you use me just a little bit C'mon little lazy will you walk with me, We'll wash away the pain and the shit |
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from Overkill - Immortalis (2007)
Hey, hey smokey with the iron grip
Bang-bang knocking it down Hangman headed on the psycho trip He gives the best stretch around I got the hear say, no where to run I got a bed on the sun I got it loaded just before we were found They give the best holes around Looking down the barrel of your best friend Something in the air Smells just like you've already won Sweet mother Mary, will you let me be I'm trying just to find my way home Everything coming up catastrophe Pandemonium ruling the dome They got the numbers and the outside won They got a rope around the sun But I put the hangman in a cold-dirt mound He gave the best stretch around Looking down the barrel of your best friend Something in the air Smells just like you've already won Looking down the barrel of your best friend Something in the air Smells just like Chalie get your gun Call me suicide Call me getting stronger Call me when the sun is gone Call me homicide Call me sane no longer Call me when the race is won Chalie get your gun |
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from Overkill - Immortalis (2007)
Sweeter, then you leave me
Hanging on a circle Nine to the center of eternity divine And if you don't believe me Sorrow has a purpose Forgiving indiscretions, left for me the blind And when the judgement rendered Incapacitation Forever is just nothing when your trading it for time Angel on my shoulder Devil in my pocket I'm just doing fine, on the line Hell is, for the not like them All fired up and ready for the promised land Hell is, for the other man All fired up, doing the best he can Attendance is required For those less inspired Patience is a vice counting one through nine And if it was desire That brings you into fire The outer rings are knocking For the very last time All the souls are grieving Murderers are thieving Suffer at the core is a friend of mine Angel on my shoulder Devil hot and colder I'm just doing fine, on the line We condemn, false accusation We condemn, man's liberation We condemn, no reservation We condemn, abomination We condemn, all accusation We condemn, man's innovation We condemn, no reservation We condemn, abomination Bitter as you grieve me, never did you believe me Judgement at the center of eternity divine Contentment is illusive, religiously intrusive Tell me where to go, tell me where to sign An when the child's finished And the man diminished Remember that he is still a friend of mine Angel in my pocket, devil on a rocket I'm just doing fine |
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from Overkill - Immortalis (2007)
Ride the wind son
Through my eyes You'll see where you must stand Remember what your purpose is And that you were the brand Awaken in me if you can The deaths by one's own hand Remember where you came from And that you wear the brand... You wear the brand Blatant, born in fire With little more to say Than action speaks the loudest And yield the only way To quench the thirst, Desire, swifter than the hand In bloody fascination His pride to wear the brand Bend and twist and tear the will Show them where you've been A tribute to your Overkill A multitude of sin Away-away no time to stay The union it still stands Willingness, donation We all display, the brand |
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