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from Demon Knight (데몬 나이트) by Ed Shearmur [ost] (1994)
Reverend, reverend
Is this some conspiracy Crucified for no sins The image being with me Lost with not a glimpse for life It all seems so unreal Am I mad Could I help in this world left alone in misery The reverend he turned to me without a tear in his eyes It's nothing new for him to see I didn't ask him why I will remember the love our souls had sworn to make Now I watch the falling rain All my mind can see now is your face Well I guess you took my youth I gave it all away Like the birth of a new found joy This love would end in rage And when she died I couldn't cry The pride within my soul You left me incomplete All alone as the memories now unfold Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the cemetery gates Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder aloud If you're watching over me some place far above I must reverse my life I can't live in the past Then set my soul free Belong to me at last Through all those complex years I thought I was alone I didn't care to look around And make this world my own And when she died I should've cried And spared myself some pain You left me incomplete All alone as the memories still remain The way we were The chance to save my soul And my concern is now in vain Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the cemetery gates The way we were The chance to save my soul And my concern is now in vain Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the cemetery gates |
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from Detroit Rock City (디트로이트 락 시티) by J. Peter Robinson [ost] (1999)
Im high!
Well, I don't know where they come from, but they sure do come I hope they're comin' for me And I don't know how they do it, but they sure do it good I hope they're doin' it for free They give me cat scratch fever Cat scratch fever Well, the first time that I got it I was just 10 years old I got it from some pussy next door I went to see the doctor and he gave me the cure I think I want it some more They give me cat scratch fever Cat scratch fever I got it bad, scratch fever Cat scratch fever It's nothing dangerous, I feel no pain - I've got to change change change You know you got it when you're goin' insane It makes a grown man cry, cry - Oh, won't you make my bed? Well, I make a pussy purr with the stroke of my hand They know they're gettin' it from me And they know just where to go when they need their lovin' man They know I'm doin' it for free I give 'em cat scratch fever Cat scratch fever They got it bad, scratch fever Cat scratch fever |
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from The Crow (크로우) [omnibus, ost] (1994)
young and dumb, truth and justice, fantasy
fresh out of the academy five-time loser bust his head, make your day unless you're paid off then you look away do you think this corruption will ever stop what makes a person want to be a cop ran a red light, storm the house and bust the guy do you like to see his children cry pick up a hooker and take her for a little ride but get sucked off on the side sworn to serve and protect, forget the killing badge-wearing facist villian pissed in the street, you bust the guy do you like to see his children cry the badge means you suck a child lies there dead as you look back, what goes through your head young and tough, truth and justice, fantasy fresh out of the academy five-time loser bust his head, make your day unless youre paid off then you look away he burned a flag, storm the house and bust the guy do you like to see his children cry ran a red light, take her for a little ride but get sucked off on the side the badge means you suck a child lies there dead as you look back, what goes through your head talk to them, you can work it out you better not even try it you make a play for his gun they'll kill you say it was a riot |
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from Strangeland (헨드릭스) by Anton Sanko [ost] (1998)
When the world pronounced me dead
put me in the grave the cut off my legs it was not long I couldn't hold my mouth I ran my head I ran my head It's strange to be around again things might have killed me but not the bastard in the skies I was fucking with the plan asking for it all, call it karma or guilt being dragged down the road call it wisdom or ignorance But it's still alive and it's in me now and it lives and breathes but, I can't give a fuck I've got a big mouth and there's a lot to learn from a bottle of whiskey it's where you come from (the south) A remedy to the curse cold turkey, drop the bomb on harder wares control suspend above, become one Look at what's around It may piss you off It might be shit But I just can't lie around Feeling sorry for myself I could care less (from weed and whiskey) I fell in front of my friends I dropped out in front of the world you call that supernatural? I ain't Black wings will weather your flight for some there's no second time following paths of your life I stepped off the mountain to the sky watch your ass no it's where you come from it's where you come from |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
Wears 10 crowns, dragons heads
Southern are the sons, Lords unmatched - Their eyes don’t look right, should they be trusted now? Trashed-mouth Gods, avoided kings With the spirit of revolt, the ghost of youth Every fucking year it stays the same Everybody changes to suit the day Out of pride I’ll isolate my fears Never turned our backs on why we’re here We’ll grind that axe for a long time Follow close, train of fools Just like them, just like you - Their eyes don’t seem right. ‘Easily impressed’ plague, dressed up fake No respect Every fucking year remains the same Everybody sucks-up to suit the day Out of hate I’ll isolate myself Through the worst we still marched into hell We’ll grind that axe for a long time (x4) The smell in the air is chicken shit. We’ll grind that axe for a long time (x2) We'll grind that axe We'll grind that axe for a long time Every fucking song remains the same To everyone who sucks-up for the fame Out of strength you know we speak the truth Every trend that dies is living proof We’ll grind that axe for a long time |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
there's a double standard for the way we live
if there's nothing to have. well then there's nothing to give I'll break a sweat and I don't regret what you'd kill to see brings out the god in me *come and be with me live my twisted dream pro devoted pledge time for primal concrete sledge the man of a thousand retirements will always be the one to tell you when to quit I won't take stock in a withered man I'm reaching into you. I'll make you understand *repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
empty and sweating
head lying in your hands shaking in the corner done too much alcohol gotta get away from it all 'cause it feels my blood is freezing my self insanity has taken its toll frustration has taken its control *now I'm far from home spending time alone it's time to set my demons free been put through the test my mind laid to rest I'm on a psycho holiday shot down on sight you are target of attention one woman here another there you can't please all the people all the time can't tell the strangers from the friends you know frustration has taken its control *repeat now you're far from home spending time alone its time to set your demons free been put through the test your mind laid to rest you're on a psycho holiday I'm strapped in for life is this where I lived or where I died you take my space my mind is telling me to leave this place my self insanity has taken its toll frustration has taken its control *repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
here we are
in a world of corruption human nature is of violent breed who cares if there's no tomorrow when I die my future's laid out for me can't you see? rise above the lies morals on a backwards globe a sin to you for me it's hope it's my life and provision black or white some pay to pray you question why they act this way it's their fucking decision *no more judgement day only tranquility peace signs. protest lines mean nothing to me **honesty born in me heresy I know what's right or wrong and my belief is stronger than your advice people. they go to war because religion gives them reason to fight sacrifice. die for pride a group that caters no one's fees or synthetic deities is where I belong my stand is the human race without a label or a face so they can lick my sack *repeat **repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
Reverend,Reverend,
Is this some conspiracy. Crucified for no sins the image being with me. Lost with not a glimpse for life It all seems so unreal. Am I mad, could I help in this world Left alone in misery. The reverend he turned to me Without a tear in his eyes It's nothing new for him to see I didn't ask him why I will remember The love our souls had Sworn to make Now I watch the falling rain All my mind can see Now is your face Well I guess You took my youth I gave it all away Like the birth of a New found joy This love would end in rage And when she died I couldn't cry The pride within my soul You left me incomplete All alone as the Memories now unfold * Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the Cemetary gates Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder aloud If you're watching over me Some place far above I must reverse my life I can't live in the past Then set my soul free Belong to me at last Through all those Complex years I thought I was alone I didn't care to look around And make this world my own And when she died I should've cried and spared myself some pain You left me incomplete All alone as the memories still remain **The way we were The chance to save my soul And my concern is Now in vain * Repeat * Repeat ** Repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
Agony is the price
That you'll pay in the end Domination consumes you Then calls you a friend It's a twisted fall Binds are like steel And manipulates the will to be And it's hard to see How soon we forget When there's nothing else Left to destroy It's a useless ploy Your eyes will see The dawn of the day And the writing On the wall Those words that stare Into your soul And to yourself You will befall It's domination pushed into living hell Domination a now blacked heart Is reaching out divinity Body suspended by chains over razors And nails it's a penalty Each razor a vice and each nail Marks the demise of you life. Grim construction grows Has life played a trick Sealed you in brick by brick Till your end forcing you to bend Your eyes will see The dawn of the day And the writing On the wall Those words that stare Into your soul And to yourself You will befall It's domination pushed into living hell Domination a now blacked heart Is reaching out divinity Body suspended by chains over razors And nails it's a penalty Each razor a vice and each nail Marks the demise of you life. Grim construction grows Has life played a trick Sealed you in brick by brick Till your end forcing you to bend |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
it's storming broken glass. corpses left in piles
ungracious bludgeonment that breaks the earth for miles nothing can stop it. the day has come. from below it's catastrophic *freezing. there's no healing families are dying **this world is shattered.....all shattered life crushing turbulence. this wratH can't be denied wishing you could help your friends. standing where they died echoes haunting. a hollow planet.lacerations. dissected nation *repeat **repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
somethimes I know I
I feel untouchable drowning in life caught up in the accessible back down the ground I hear the sound there's no escape the concrete cloud spilling on me drenching me with laymen's sins I hear the sirens from the back of me I'm crashing face first into the glass eye *clash with reality it rears its ugly head clash with reality the indescribable let the dogs lie where we sleep irrelevant theme a situation and there's nothing but right in kicks the door nobody moves 'cause in walks the problem dictates your fate. evicts. convicts. who'll sign the writ of life? this now becomes their morbid game who's piss-poor excuse is this for a world? it swells my hatred day by day *repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
Many distant miles away
Past the shores of ever dark There stays a magic man Who bears an evil mark He helps all concerned Those who come again return Injecting lies while fires burn The devil's heart With angel's words Have you wondered What heaven's like? He can show you in one night Overwhelming with euphoric lift To lure you to steal your gift Intoxication Seeping down to the bone And there's no question Where you have to go Understand just take his hand He's the medicine man Once proud and fearless men With desire in their eyes Lost strong and fruitful lives To self-indulgent ties Their souls were dipped in venom And put into a box Then placed upon a crowded shelf Where countless souls now rot Have you ever wondered what hell's like? He can take you there Just one taste and you'll be back And by the high you'll swear Intoxication Seeping down to the bone And there's no question Where you have to go Understand just take his hand He's the medicine man |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
There's a place that I keep deep inside me
It can trigger my mind All along I knew it has been with me Since I was just a child I just summon power within my soul It has given me life, beyond life I take Blame for my murderous problem my signature Always reminds It's a message in blood It's your cryptic warning Within the message in blood Marks the years of pain, And your godforsaken ending to life I'm provoked into sick confrontations, brutal Time after time, bed of nails, suffocation, life's ending, slay in different designs One mans misery is another mans mystery No one cares to understand my Demented means Sticks and stones can break all your brittle bones, epitaph written at your feet It's a message in blood It's your cryptic warning Within the message in blood Marks the years of pain, And your godforsaken ending to life |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
understanding what has
happened before us we are confined to a darkende hidden tomb the conquering of our world as we knew it rise above this pit of sorrow and pain among the few we are the avant leaders we've got to live through this trouble and decay *this question haunts my mind will we survive this night? we're harboring the meek will we survive the sleep? unsure and scared we are planning our reprise revolves around this world we don't know anymore the odds against us yet we're stronger and prevailing learn from mistakes counting souls for sale* *repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
Unity is a rare thing
Blind eyes of society bring The category of minority Now what are we supposed to be? Born free to be Powerless to change the world With our lives in the hands of madmen Now in times when society needs us This is where the sin begins We're aware they're going to free us Rage from our hearts within Born of this world Which is a living hell But we'll be closer to heaven So now, this is the art To shred... its only emotion |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without We're gonna take what's ours to have Spread the word throughout the land They say the bad guys wear black We're tagged and can't turn back You see us comin' And you all together run for cover We're takin over this town Here we come reach for your gun And you better listen my friend, you see It's been slow down below, Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell Deed is done again, we've won Ain't talking no tall tales friend 'Cause high noon, your doom Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell Pillage the village, trash the scene But better not take it out on me 'Cause a ghost town is found Where your city used to be So out of the darkness and into the light Sparks fly everywhere in sight From my double barrel, 12 gauge, Can't lock me in your cage You see us comin' And you all together run for cover We're takin over this town Here we come reach for your gun And you better listen my friend, you see It's been slow down below, Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell Deed is done again, we've won Ain't talking no tall tales friend 'Cause high noon, your doom Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
there's a double standard for the way we live
if there's nothing to have. well then there's nothing to give I'll break a sweat and I don't regret what you'd kill to see brings out the god in me *come and be with me live my twisted dream pro devoted pledge time for primal concrete sledge the man of a thousand retirements will always be the one to tell you when to quit I won't take stock in a withered man I'm reaching into you. I'll make you understand *repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
empty and sweating head lying in your hands shaking in the corner done too much alcohol gotta get away from it all 'cause it feels my blood is freezing my self insanity has taken its toll frustration has taken its control *now I'm far from home spending time alone it's time to set my demons free been put through the test my mind laid to rest I'm on a psycho holiday shot down on sight you are target of attention one woman here another there you can't please all the people all the time can't tell the strangers from the friends you know frustration has taken its control *repeat now you're far from home spending time alone its time to set your demons free been put through the test your mind laid to rest you're on a psycho holiday I'm strapped in for life is this where I lived or where I died you take my space my mind is telling me to leave this place my self insanity has taken its toll frustration has taken its control *repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
here we are in a world of corruption human nature is of violent breed who cares if there's no tomorrow when I die my future's laid out for me can't you see? rise above the lies morals on a backwards globe a sin to you for me it's hope it's my life and provision black or white some pay to pray you question why they act this way it's their fucking decision *no more judgement day only tranquility peace signs. protest lines mean nothing to me **honesty born in me heresy I know what's right or wrong and my belief is stronger than your advice people. they go to war because religion gives them reason to fight sacrifice. die for pride a group that caters no one's fees or synthetic deities is where I belong my stand is the human race without a label or a face so they can lick my sack *repeat **repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
Reverend,Reverend,
Is this some conspiracy. Crucified for no sins the image being with me. Lost with not a glimpse for life It all seems so unreal. Am I mad, could I help in this world Left alone in misery. The reverend he turned to me Without a tear in his eyes It's nothing new for him to see I didn't ask him why I will remember The love our souls had Sworn to make Now I watch the falling rain All my mind can see Now is your face Well I guess You took my youth I gave it all away Like the birth of a New found joy This love would end in rage And when she died I couldn't cry The pride within my soul You left me incomplete All alone as the Memories now unfold * Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the Cemetary gates Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder aloud If you're watching over me Some place far above I must reverse my life I can't live in the past Then set my soul free Belong to me at last Through all those Complex years I thought I was alone I didn't care to look around And make this world my own And when she died I should've cried and spared myself some pain You left me incomplete All alone as the memories still remain **The way we were The chance to save my soul And my concern is Now in vain * Repeat * Repeat ** Repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
Agony is the price
That you'll pay in the end Domination consumes you Then calls you a friend It's a twisted fall Binds are like steel And manipulates the will to be And it's hard to see How soon we forget When there's nothing else Left to destroy It's a useless ploy Your eyes will see The dawn of the day And the writing On the wall Those words that stare Into your soul And to yourself You will befall It's domination pushed into living hell Domination a now blacked heart Is reaching out divinity Body suspended by chains over razors And nails it's a penalty Each razor a vice and each nail Marks the demise of you life. Grim construction grows Has life played a trick Sealed you in brick by brick Till your end forcing you to bend Your eyes will see The dawn of the day And the writing On the wall Those words that stare Into your soul And to yourself You will befall It's domination pushed into living hell Domination a now blacked heart Is reaching out divinity Body suspended by chains over razors And nails it's a penalty Each razor a vice and each nail Marks the demise of you life. Grim construction grows Has life played a trick Sealed you in brick by brick Till your end forcing you to bend |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
it's storming broken glass. corpses left in piles ungracious bludgeonment that breaks the earth for miles nothing can stop it. the day has come. from below it's catastrophic *freezing. there's no healing families are dying **this world is shattered.....all shattered life crushing turbulence. this wratH can't be denied wishing you could help your friends. standing where they died echoes haunting. a hollow planet.lacerations. dissected nation *repeat **repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
somethimes I know I I feel untouchable drowning in life caught up in the accessible back down the ground I hear the sound there's no escape the concrete cloud spilling on me drenching me with laymen's sins I hear the sirens from the back of me I'm crashing face first into the glass eye *clash with reality it rears its ugly head clash with reality the indescribable let the dogs lie where we sleep irrelevant theme a situation and there's nothing but right in kicks the door nobody moves 'cause in walks the problem dictates your fate. evicts. convicts. who'll sign the writ of life? this now becomes their morbid game who's piss-poor excuse is this for a world? it swells my hatred day by day *repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
Many distant miles away Past the shores of ever dark There stays a magic man Who bears an evil mark He helps all concerned Those who come again return Injecting lies while fires burn The devil's heart With angel's words Have you wondered What heaven's like? He can show you in one night Overwhelming with euphoric lift To lure you to steal your gift Intoxication Seeping down to the bone And there's no question Where you have to go Understand just take his hand He's the medicine man Once proud and fearless men With desire in their eyes Lost strong and fruitful lives To self-indulgent ties Their souls were dipped in venom And put into a box Then placed upon a crowded shelf Where countless souls now rot Have you ever wondered what hell's like? He can take you there Just one taste and you'll be back And by the high you'll swear Intoxication Seeping down to the bone And there's no question Where you have to go Understand just take his hand He's the medicine man |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
There's a place that I keep deep inside me It can trigger my mind All along I knew it has been with me Since I was just a child I just summon power within my soul It has given me life, beyond life I take Blame for my murderous problem my signature Always reminds It's a message in blood It's your cryptic warning Within the message in blood Marks the years of pain, And your godforsaken ending to life I'm provoked into sick confrontations, brutal Time after time, bed of nails, suffocation, life's ending, slay in different designs One mans misery is another mans mystery No one cares to understand my Demented means Sticks and stones can break all your brittle bones, epitaph written at your feet It's a message in blood It's your cryptic warning Within the message in blood Marks the years of pain, And your godforsaken ending to life |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
understanding what has happened before us we are confined to a darkende hidden tomb the conquering of our world as we knew it rise above this pit of sorrow and pain among the few we are the avant leaders we've got to live through this trouble and decay *this question haunts my mind will we survive this night? we're harboring the meek will we survive the sleep? unsure and scared we are planning our reprise revolves around this world we don't know anymore the odds against us yet we're stronger and prevailing learn from mistakes counting souls for sale* *repeat |
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from Pantera - Cowboys From Hell (1990)
Unity is a rare thing Blind eyes of society bring The category of minority Now what are we supposed to be? Born free to be Powerless to change the world With our lives in the hands of madmen Now in times when society needs us This is where the sin begins We're aware they're going to free us Rage from our hearts within Born of this world Which is a living hell But we'll be closer to heaven So now, this is the art To shred... its only emotion |
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from Pantera 2집 - Vulgar Display Of Power (1992)
Revenge
I'm screaming revenge again Wrong I've been wrong for far too long Been constantly so frustrated I've moved mountains with less When I channel my hate to productive I don't find it hard to impress *Bones in traction Hands break to hone raw energy Bold and disastrous My ears can't hear what you say to me **Hold your mouth for the war Use it for what isn't for Speak the truth about me Determined Possessed I feel a conquering will down inside me Strength The strength of many to crush Who might stop me My strength is in number And my soul lies in every one The releasing of anger can better Any medicine under the sun *,**Repeat There comes a time within everyone to close Your eyes to what's real No comprehension to fail I vacuum the wind for my sail Can't be the rest Let others waste my time Owning success is the bottom line. Like a knife into flesh After life is to death Pulling and punching the rest of duration NO ONE can piss on this determination |
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from Pantera 2집 - Vulgar Display Of Power (1992)
Now a new look in my eyes my spirit rise
Forget the past Present tense works and lasts Got shit on Pissed on Spit on Stepped on Fucked with Pointed at by lesser men *New life in place of old life Unscarred by trials **A new level of confidence and power Demanding plea for unity between us all United stand Death before divided fall In mock military order Vulgar Power Impatient Because time is shorter *,**Repeat That's all right No fucking surrender Can't lose Life kills **Repeat |
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from Pantera 2집 - Vulgar Display Of Power (1992)
Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence
One step from lashing out at you... You want in to get under my skin And call yourself a friend I've got more friends like you What do I do? *Is there no standard anymore? What it takes, who I am, where I've been Belong You can't be something you're not Be yourself, by yourself Stay away from me A lesson learned in life Known from the dawn of time **Respect, walk Run your mouth when I'm not around It's easy to achieve You cry to weak friends that sympathize Can you hear the violins playing you song? Those same friends tell me your every word *,**Repeat Are you talking to me? No way punk **Repeat |
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from Pantera 2집 - Vulgar Display Of Power (1992)
Almost every day
I see the same face On broken picture tube It fits the attitude If you could see yourself You put you on a shelf Your verbal masturbate Promise to nauseate Today I'll play the part of non-parent Not make a hundred rules For you to know about yourself Not lie and make you believe What's evil is making love and making friends and meeting God you're own way The right way *To see To bleed Cannot be taught In turn You're making us Fucking hostile We stand alone The truth in right and wrong The boundaries of the law You seem to miss the point Arresting for a joint? You seem to wonder why Hundreds of people die You're writing tickets man My mom got jumped -- they ran! Now I'll play a public servant To serve and protect By the law and the state I'd bust the punks That rape steal and murder And leave you be If you crossed me I'd shake your hand like a man Not a god * Repeat Come meet your maker, boy Some things you can't enjoy Because of heaven/hell A fucking wives' tale They put it in your head Then put you in your bed He's watching say your prayers Cause God is everywhere Now I'll play a man learning priesthood Who's about to take the ultimate test in life I'd question things because I am human And call NO ONE my father who's no closer that a stranger I won't listen * Repeat |
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from Pantera 2집 - Vulgar Display Of Power (1992)
If ever words were spoken
Painful and untrue I said I loved but I lied In my life All I wanted Was the keeping Of someone like you As it turns out Deeper within me Love was twisted and pointed at you Never ending pain, quickly ending life -- *You keep this love, thing, child, toy You keep this love, fist, scar, break You keep this love I'd been the tempting one Stole her from herself This gift in pain Her pain was life And sometimes I feel so sorry I regret this the hurting of you But you make me so unhappy I'd take my life and leave love with you I'd kill myself for you, I'd kill you for myself -- * Repeat No more head trips |
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from Pantera 2집 - Vulgar Display Of Power (1992)
We've got no time to lose
Your news is old news Hate this, hate me, hate this Right approach for the wrong It's time to spread the word Let the voice be heard All of us, one of us, all of us Dominate and take the motherfucking world Mass prediction, unification Breathing life into out lungs EVERY creed and EVERY kind To give us depth for strength Taught when we're young to hate one another It's time to have a new reign of power Make pride universal so no one gives in Turn our backs on those who oppose Then when confronted we ask them the question That's wrong with their mind? What's wrong with your mind? (Chorus) It's time to RISE We've lived with past mistakes And we've lived with our own Forgive, forget forgive Be a man, not a child There are to tears for peace Of the common sympathies Educate, reinstate, educate A thing of past The trouble in the states It's time to rise |
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from Pantera 2집 - Vulgar Display Of Power (1992)
In the states
There's a problem with race Because of ignorant past burned fires From evolution We've been killing each other I figure man should have it down to a science No chance Not for a minute Not for a second I won't be defensive I'm straight out in my opinion You'ld better listen to a man who knows what he is saying I've seen your side You run and hide for the mere fact that you feel inferior Be superior And know your interior *Race, pride, prejudice Black man, white man No stand Live in the past We make it last A hated mass No solution Mind pollution For revolution **So low behold my eyes This land of fools will rise No good For no one You blame oppression and play the role of criminals To rape and burn show progress is minimal White hoods and militants you know it's such a pity Living, breathing Violence in your city If one man Had one home In one world Held live alone without variety Full of anxiety No one to point at, question Or even talk to -- in his private grave No matter what color He wouldn't be saved from hell He dwells A closed mind playing the part of prison cells *Repeat **Repeat |
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from Pantera 2집 - Vulgar Display Of Power (1992)
Full of grief I scream at the wind
Thought I heard the words of others Imprison myself And stay in a shell I won't let you in to have a story to tell Things tend to drag me down Don't understand so they hate me now *My fear grips the will of stone My fear grips I'll die alone I promised myself somewhere in the teenage life I'd never submit to the ones I will not be like Live in a hole But stay close to my kind Cause they understand what burns in my mind I still feel incomplete Friends are few and far between *Repeat |
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from Pantera 2집 - Vulgar Display Of Power (1992)
I've trampled on that road
That you think you own You have that "smart ass" attitude It's time to stop the fiction I live it every day While you're mind's far away I'm out here putting pride on the line And you case on me with pure respect One chance at one thing Hard time is coming My time, your pain I reign on you *You think you own I take away Take it with me You think you own I took away Made it my own **Most regular people would say it's hard And any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this The so many times You practice in your mirror To be just like me But you just can't see You ain't got the balls, son I fight for love of brother Your friends fight one another You can't see because your head's up your ass And just in cast you think you're bad I crush your rush I rule YOU fool I'm immovable stone in your world of weak - I speak *.**Repeat **Repeat |
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from Pantera 2집 - Vulgar Display Of Power (1992)
Serving the faith
Abduction the oath It lie in wait for the offering Religion is old For drawing the young Purity withers and dies Never return to the ones that provided Children draining parents of will I hold out my hand to bloodless child I'm taken by the one I was saving From death (Chorus) By demons be driven Beckon the call With decline in mind End not far We're left hanging alone here He pulls us from nails Shatters our bones Leaving us crippled and strewn Boiling my corpse in the blood of his children Praying for his god to prevail Burying us with loved ones To sleep with shelled children of the sixth dimension (Chorus) |
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from Pantera 2집 - Vulgar Display Of Power (1992)
What's left inside him?
Don't he remember us? Can't he believe me? We seemed like bothers Talked for hours last month About what we wanna be I sit now with his hand in mine But I know he can't feel... No one knows What's done is done It's as if he were dead I'm close with his mother And she cries endlessly Lord how we miss him At least what's remembered It's so important to make best friends in life But it's hard when my friend sits with blank expressions No one knows What's done is done It's as if he were dead He as hollow as I alone now He as hollow as I alone A shell of my friend Just flesh and bone There's no soul He sees no love I shake my fists at skies above Mad at God He as hollow as I converse I wish he'd waken from this curse Hear my words before it's through I want to come in after you My best friend He as hollow as I alone |
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from Pantera - Far Beyond Driven (1994)
There is nothing. No education. No family life to open my
Arms to. You'd say that my job is today, yet gone tomorrow. I'll be broke in a gutter. I know the opinion. A broken record. Fuck you and your College dream. Fact is, we're stronger than all. You're working for perfect bodies, perfect minds and perfect Neighbors. But I'm helping to legalize dope on Your pristine streets and I'm making a fortune. You're muscle and gall. Naive at best. I'm bone, brain and Cock. Deep down stronger than all. A sad state of affairs. A crippled America. A pipe dream Buttfucked. Immune. Stronger than all. A lament for a rookie officer, punk ass weak little lamb. For the mob, truly, does rule at this particular time. We've grown into a monster. An arrogant, explosive motherfuck. Hard as a rock. Shut like a lock. Finally, the president in submission. He holds out his hand on Your television and draws back a stump. It's too late for some. Far too late. No more holdbacks. No more paying a cops paycheck. Let him Bust his own child. The son that heeds my word and smokes my dope. The daughter that sucks me off and snorts cheap anything. Hail Kings. The new Kings. Stronger than all. A simple process to legalize. There would not be a choice but to Take our side. Be there no question of certain strengths. Know This intention. Forever stronger than all. |
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from Pantera - Far Beyond Driven (1994)
A long time ago I never knew myself. Then the memory
Of shame birthed its gift. No more. The small one, the weak one, the frightened one. Running from beatings, deflating. I'm becoming more Than a man. More than you ever were. Driven and burning To rise beyond Jesus. I'm born again with snakes eyes Becoming Godsize I found my life was slipping through my hands. Perhaps Through death my life won't be so bad. I can see you, can fuck you, inside of you. Staring through Your eyes. Belittle your friends to serve me, to suck me, To realize my saving grasp. I of suicide. I the unlord. I'm born again with snakes eyes Becoming Godsize |
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from Pantera - Far Beyond Driven (1994)
I see you had your mind all made up you group of
Pitiful liars. Before I woke to face the day, your master Plan transpired. -Something told me- this job had more to Meet the eye. My song is not believed? My words some- What deceiving? Now I'm unwhole. You've waged a war of nerves But you can't crush the kingdom Can't be what your idols are. Can't leave the scar. You cry for compensation. I ask you please just give us... 5 minutes alone I read your eyes, your mind was made up. You took me for A fool. You used complexion of my skin for a counter Rascist tool. -You can't burn me- I've spilled my guts out In the past. Taken advantage of because you know where I've come [from]. My past. You've waged a war of nerves But you can't crush the kingdom Can't be what your idols are. Can't leave the scar. You cry for compensation. I ask you please just give us... 5 minutes alone |
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from Pantera - Far Beyond Driven (1994)
I wonder if we'll smile in our coffins
while loved ones mourn the day. The absence of our faces, living, laughing, eyes awake. Is this too much for them to take? Too young for ones conclusion, the lifestyle won. Such values you taught your son. That's how Look at me now. I'm broken. Inherit my life. One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life. Force fed to make us heed. Inbred to sponge our bleed. Every warning a leaking rubber, a poison apple for mingled blood. Too young for ones delusion The lifestyle cost Venereal mother embrace the loss. That's how. Look at you now. You're broken. Inherit your lifew. |
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from Pantera - Far Beyond Driven (1994)
I fucked your girlfriend last night.
While you snored and drooled, I fucked your love. She called me Daddy. And I called her baby when I Smacked her ass. I called her sugar when I ate Her alive till daylight. And I slept with her all Over me, from forehead to ribcage I dripper her ass. Sometimes I thought you might be spying, living out some Brash fantasy, but no. You were knocked out. But we were All knocked out you know. In a way I serve too many masters. We didn't know you'd break the bottle that the magic Came in to use those jagged shards to slit our wrists And neck. And you'd do it too, you're that kind of dude. But you wouldn't know what you were doing because I didn't, your girlfriend could have been a burn Victim, an amputee, a dead body. But god damn I wanted To fuck. I'm serving too many fucking masters. [I told you. I told you motherfucker] |
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from Pantera - Far Beyond Driven (1994)
As a child I was given the gift to entertain you.
But through blood I inherited a life that could destroy you. I drink all day. I smoke all day. I've done it all but tap The vein. These hard lines and sunken cheeks are text book reasons All these Christians come alive and try to sell you My soul for a goat, yet I'll outlive the old. You know it's bad, some may say sad, a hangover is Inspiration. Like a junkie I hurt for it. A bad trip, the Emptiness. I never sleep, or always sleep a lack of Fulfillment to me is me. The big picture. These hard lines and sunken cheeks are part of What the Christians mean to immortalize my situation. My soul for a goat. Yet I'll outlive the old. Embrace some religion. To get close to some Undivine ejaculation point. Simply to thy ghost I cling. Simply to thy ghost I reject. Simply to thy ghost I give spit. Tempter, tempting, tempt me. Molest me. You know that I'll Submit. For this is my weakness and it saves me from relationships With those Christians. You know they'll sell you my soul For a goat. Yet I'll outlive the old. |
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from Pantera - Far Beyond Driven (1994)
One's own Kingman, Christ person, Woman God.
At battle with a mass astrengent. The bond That blends the weak to the wise. It's a safe assumption that you'd want to save me now. But I'll never face castration. For your sacred sow is left slaughtered. Brainwashed by me. Myself influence I. Bird brained World saver. A fake god rests dead inside you. It's a safe assumption that you'd want to save me now. But I'll never face castration. For your sacred sow is left Slaughtered. System destroyed. Exposed and unployed. The fruit Of intention cry for their dead, but turning their head to Ignore reality's claw. Knife to your wrist, syringe in your Arm is your ounce of prevention. Give what you made, And under your name on your grave, is salvation. A big Fucking joke. Slaughter the pig, the self rightous king for your own Restoration. For your God is in your chest, and faith kills What is precious, for death is unanswered. Do sin. |
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from Pantera - Far Beyond Driven (1994)
I vent my frustration at you old man, after
Years your ears will hear..You screamed that you Tried, but it's words of a weakling and promises made By a drunken liar [fucking liar]. Now you pick up that splintered Chair, that was aiming for your head. A head that should Have been long ago kicked in by me. Alone. I won't lose a second of sleep for this...Don't touch me. Orphaned to the dope and drinks, I learned my lesson well, Somehow(?), from you. No tears. Can't clutch my regrets. But these years of detachment have left me with Demons now surfacing. But I'm becoming more than nothing. You never knew the answers to any of my questions, did you? You made up all the answers to my unimportant existence. But now you don't have to dump me off, not again... Don't touch me again. I vow, lest I die tomorrow... You'll never be the father I am. The bastard father to The thousands of the ugly, criticized, the unwanted. The Ones with fathers just like you. We're fucking you back. I'm shoving my life right down your throat. Can I Find the guts? Can I feel the heart? Look at the Ground as you choke me up, does it taste like tequila? Or failure? We're fucking you back. |
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from Pantera - Far Beyond Driven (1994)
I don't want you to look at me while I'm shedding
Skin. I can't afford for you to see what's inside me. I'd rather shoot myself than have you watch me. I Feel you'd steal my skin to try and wear me. I was betrayed, one more day of my short life. You were Carried away. You had no shame. To suffocate my being. I was me, but you weren't you. You were sticking to me like a scab...so I peeled you away, and bled for days. Then Stepped out of myself. I'm shedding skin, changing within, I'm falling in. Through swollen eyes, I dreamed you died, caught inside. I'm shedding skin, spreading thin, severed stem. I created the end, I'm killing a friend. I'm shedding my skin. I don't think you belong in here, I feel I'm sick. Don't ask because You know damn well where I've been. I've kept a simple Woman through the thick and thin. But I've found the guts to sever from my Siamese twin. I throw you away. Everyday. A dead part of life. Strangling back. Seething black. In between my longing for torture. Blood on my face that came from your face. The mix Of kissing and bleeding. I put you away. I shut you away. I pissed you away. I threw you away. I'm shedding skin, changing within, I'm falling in. Through swollen eyes, I dreamed you died, caught inside. I'm shedding skin, spreading thin, severed stem. I created the end, I'm killing a friend. I'm shedding my skin. You're fucking, and sucking. You're friendless. It's endless. Your flower has soured. It's endless. You're friendless. It's harder. And stronger. But no one's been inside you longer. Or harder. Or deeper. To get you off, you need the fear. It's never love. Bloody touch. Broken wrist. Needle rust. Choking throat. Swallowed teeth. Head fuck. No peace. I'm shedding my skin to peel you off of me. You've got to love me. Ornament. Shrunken head. Playtoy. Snake strike. Poisonous. Syphillis. Drenched me. Soaked me. I'm shedding my skin to drain you out of me. You've got to hate me. |
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from Pantera - Far Beyond Driven (1994)
Enlight your sense of thought, of touch, of real, a shield,
An underground for this coward. Building a blood in water scent. It's like some raping, without judgement. Boy in a pocket. Balls in a bag. Serve and Protect you. His dick his gun, his brain his badge. A faster way to kill them all would take too goddamn long. Absorb through pores the great escape. Kill that fuck to show him up. Equal his displeasure now. Stab his Ass, a reminded past of what the fuck we live for. Ourselves. Arm yourself. A branch. A third arm. Extend your health, Crawl inside euphoria. Building a blood in water scent. It's Like a scraping. It's entrapment. Boy in a pocket. Balls in A bag. Perverted handle. His getting by is a fisted fuck. A faster way to exterminate them takes too fucking long. Absorb through pores the great escape. Kill that fuck to show him up. Equal his displeasure now. Stab his ass, a reminded past of what the fuck we live for. Ourselves. Half assed for most his life. Piss poor little ham. NARO boy- A fake fuck limp dick. Sucking up to the man. And the world. We need a fucking cold war. |
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from Pantera - Far Beyond Driven (1994)
This is feeding what I am.
It's like salt poured into a deep, infected wound. It's the type of pain you really dig and long for. I've always been Insecure to open up and show love. Some pretty girl with Long hair, some bald guy writhing. rejection...The kind that's self induced. The tongue that's Bitten through. The nauseating stab. Is feeding what I am. A short fuse. If there really is a god, then it's punishing me constantly. She let me taste that sugarhole and of course, I wanted More. But no. I'm reduced to a Rottypanol snort and a lot of drinks. This shit goes on and on. Just look down my pants. Rejection...It ain't a fucking game. My human dick to blame. A sociopathic plan. Is feeding what I am. Rejection...Takes life away from eyes. Will give you to The skies. It makes me more than a man. Is drowning What I am. |
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from Pantera - Far Beyond Driven (1994)
'This is a Black Sabbath song off of
the paranoid album. So don't freak out on us. We did the song because we wanted to. It has nothing to do with the integrity of our direction. It's a tripped out song. We think you'll dig it. If you don't, don't fucking listen to it. Thanks. On behalf of the rest of Pantera Philip Anselmo '94 ' We sail through endless skies stars shine like eyes the black night sighs The moon in silver trees falls down in tears light of the night The earth, a purple blaze of sapphire haze in orbit always While down below the trees bathed in cool breeze silver starlight breaks down the night And so we pass on by the crimson eye of great god Mars as we travel the universe |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
Eliminate, the life decline...
I've paid the masters with blood and hunger ..And it's not for sale by any stretch. It's like religion without a Bible And the Dragon lives inside my mouth And it speaks in tongues, the word... *Hellbound - in Ft. Worth, Texas Hellbound - Ft. Worth Snakes, in Southern flames To bring the thunder; the great decider Would you believe in this or the ash? I do believe it and it's taking over... Accept *Repeat Born to a world so young and proud But over your head hangs a black cloud Grow your hair and crawl inside yourself Because there you cannot hide Facing fears that you'll overcome and one Of these years you know you've won *Repeat |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
There is a part of me that's always sixteen
I've found the secret of eternal youth Some get high on life or money, but there's an Escape, drop out of the race. - To walk through the world by ones self, you can't be Protected... your trust is in whiskey and weed and Black Sabbath - It's Goddamn Electric *Don't waste your time, embrace it And then you'll know yourself The change in you is Goddamn Electric The weight of the world has lifted and parted My eyes roll blind to sights that distracted Through tunnel-vision and dope-hair blinders I'll cut a path and evoke my will To walk through the world by ones self, you can't Be protected... your trust is in whiskey and weed And Slayer, it's Goddamn Electric Don't fake your life - inhale it And then you'll know yourself The change in you is Goddamn Electric Don't waste your time, embrace it Annd then you'll know yourself The change that is Goddamn Electric will focus The Mind's Eye... One hand on the bottle, the other a shaking Fist, rejuvinated, isolated, no pressure From the outside, my sight's Goddamn Electric And these eyes have seen a world Goddamn Electric system... *Repeat Goddamn Electric... |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
There's nothing special about it
It's either there when you're born or not Gifted with talent are no big deal Welcome to the death of a century... *Cause yesterday don't mean shit What's over is over and nothing between Yesterday don't mean shit Because tomorrow's the day you have to face There's no rewinding time Yesterday don't mean shit Yesterday don't mean shit Reliving old reviews is a useless tool of confusion Don't hold your breath for the turn-around Come into the world of endless odds... *Repeat (Mid) They'll tell you about guilt And in time you'll face the darkness... But darkness is a friend to you Embrace and fly through the madness Flying past God and wars and conflict Oppressor in you (x2) Plowing through minds and paranoia Oppressor in you The oppressor's in you (Solo) *Repeat Yesterday don't mean jack shit... To protect you and I'll keep to myself It can only be that way - yeah! |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
Build an inner door, drop and then explore
You smoke your head on straight, then drink Your woes away - Some might not understand possession Controls your head *You recognize it, while some ignore it Avoid the masses, you've got to belong to it Belong to it... (x2) Your music is your friend? But the roof Above my head. So seriously I take the will That never breaks Some might not understand, possession Beyond your hands... *Repeat(x2) Belong to it... (x2) (Mid) It's power and sin, and then you've got all the other habits Whiskey and smoke It's all that we could need, to plant the perfect Seed, disembody me - yeah... *Repeat Belong to it... (x2) |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
68' I was into the world, born
And the seventies were a breath after the war (Vetnam) Life was confusing because of my age Should my eyes open for tomorrows gains I can't help the way I am There's no trust and there's no end What is my name *It's time for a change It can't stay the same Forever is my name From now on I can't look the other way But keep in mind, and listen to what I say Take underwing all the ones who are lost And build up around them an infinite wall Don't you know just who I am Take the hand of the wisdoms friend What is my name *Repeat It will never change So here it stays Revolution is my name It's time to change, It can't stay the same Forever is my name What is my name, Forever What is my name, Revolution *Repeat |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
Numbing rumble, countless medicine,
Depleted from years of abuse Death rattle shaking And there's no faking, undertaking Pressure point, rigor mortis Induce, grasp of poison hands Death rattle shaking From years of compulsive mistaking Death rattle shakes (x2) Disease of eyes, the addict blindfold, reduced to The realms of death Death rattle shaking Accumulating life it’s taking Death rattle shakes (x4) (Mid) I’ve seen the end, and there is no light. Like deadly snakes, death rattle shakes (Solo) Death rattle shakes (x4) |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
1, 2, 3, 4!
On one whole bottle "uplifting!" There is no telling what I'll do Run head first into traffic A mindset of annihilation No sense makes sense You can't get bought without thought Ahh... no sense makes sense You can't get bought without thought inside Your head now Uplift - uplifting Uplifting now On hallucinogenic "uplift" I can step out of my body Religion is in myself I'll split my head in two and see you twice No sense makes sense You can't get bought without thought Ahh... no sense makes sense You can't get bought without thought inside your head now Uplift... uplifting Uplifting now... Uplifting you now... Give me alcohol extremeties Instead of proofless christianity Drunked up in a coma place Critics disgusted, but a smile on my fucking face I do anything that I want And I get everything that I ask And if this message bothers you, you know Just kiss my fucking ass hole Uplifting (x4) |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
Gone... (x2)
The time had finally come to kill the vein. And I'm dropping down the dirt on your grave It might hurt so bad, but I can't feel sad Rid of a fool like you The wrath has just begun The time has finally come And it hurts so bad, and it drives me mad Life with a blinded view (of you) *It makes them disappear It fills their life with fear When their future isn't clear It makes them disappear - Gone - (x2) So the coward has up and run to be saved But with each step taken down, you sink in your grave It might hurt so bad, but I can't feel sad Rid of a fool like you (Chorus) Get the fuck on down the road (Solo) *Repeat |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
The end will crush the light
And sends a message, It won't please The naked eye Without and end there is no light To foretell, to blind you The law of the claw reigns on and after still *When I die, I cast a shadow And I'll rise, I cast a shadow I'm leaving more eyes open I close up both of mine For the ones that chase my life They're looking over shoulders Let paranoia in Spontaneously rule them *Repeat When I die, I cast a shadow And I'll fly, I cast a shadow Everybody get fucking up! I cast a shadow... I... I cast a shadow I cast a shadow... I... I cast a shadow *Repeat |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
There is a part of me that's always sixteen
I've found the secret of eternal youth Some get high on life or money, but there's an Escape, drop out of the race. - To walk through the world by ones self, you can't be Protected... your trust is in whiskey and weed and Black Sabbath - It's Goddamn Electric (Chorus) Don't waste your time, embrace it And then you'll know yourself The change in you is Goddamn Electric The weight of the world has lifted and parted My eyes roll blind to sights that distracted Through tunnel-vision and dope-hair blinders I'll cut a path and evoke my will - To walk through the world by ones self, you can't Be protected... your trust is in whiskey and weed And Slayer, it's Goddamn Electric (Chorus) Don't fake your life - inhale it And then you'll know yourself The change in you is Goddamn Electric Don't waste your time, embrace it Annd then you'll know yourself The change that is Goddamn Electric will focus The Mind's Eye... One hand on the bottle, the other a shaking Fist, rejuvinated, isolated, no pressure From the outside, my sight's Goddamn Electric And these eyes have seen a world Goddamn Electric system... (1st Chorus) Goddamn Electric... |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
Numbing, rumble, countless medicines, depleted from years of abuse
Death rattle shaking From years of compulsive mistaking Death rattle shakes Disease of the eyes, the addict blindfold, reduced to The realms of death Death rattle shaking Accumulating life it's taking Death rattle shakes I've seen the end, and there is no light Like deadly snakes, Death rattle shakes (solo) (chorus) |
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from Pantera - Reinventing The Steel (2000)
On one whole bottle "uplifting"
There is no telling what I'll do Run head first into traffic (with) A mind set of annihilation No sense makes sense You can't get bought without thought No sense makes sense You can't get bought without thought inside of your head now (chorus) Uplift - Uplifting (x2) On hallucinogenic "uplift" I can step out of my body (Find that) Religion is in myself I'll split my head in two and see you twice No sense makes sense You can't get bought without thought No sense makes sense You can't get bought without thought inside of your head now (chorus) Uplift - Uplifting (x2) Give me alcohol extremeties Instead of proofless (101) christianity Drink deep in a coma state Critics disgusted, but a smile is on my fucking face I do anything that I want I get everything that I ask And if this message bothers you, you know Just kiss my fucking asshole Uplift (x4) |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
It's wearing on my mind, I'm speaking all my doubts aloud
You rob a dead mans grave, then flaunt it like you did create If I hit bottom and everythings gone In the great Mississippi, please drown me and run It's digging time again, you're nurturing the weakest trend Those with the heart and the brain to get past this Can spot a pathetic without even asking Fuck your magazine, and fuck the long dead plastic scene Pierce a new hole, if Hell was "in" you'd give your soul *THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL That's right, THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL Buy it at a store, from MTV to on the floor You look just like a star, it's proof you don't know who you are It's bullshit time again, you'll save the world within your trend Politically relieved, you're product sold and well received The right words spoken gold, if I was God you'd sell your soul to... *Repeat |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
Truly, fuck the world, for all it's worth, every inch of Planet
Earth, fuck myself, don't leave me out, but don't get involved, don't corner me Inside, ulcer, unjust bastards, file out face first Meet the lies and see what you are *It's forcing you down, and it's grinding against you Let the war nerve break **For every fucking second the pathetic media pisses on me and judges what I am in one paragraph - Look here - Fuck you all Expect the worse, you bleeding heart, but kill me first before it starts, yes my cock is getting hard, we are born different after all Invite mayhem, produce weapons, shoot out, burn down No CNN or media now *Repeat **Repeat All the money in the fucking world couldn't buy me one second of trust or one ounce of faith in anything you're about Fuck you all Nothing is worth the sleep that I've lost Apologies unacceptable now A blistered revenge awaits in me This is fucking loveless Hate Hate mail is not read, in jail instead Hate The Lord knows, there's worse Ignore, this curse Hate |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
A smack on the wrists is the words from the mouth
of the outsiders, lawyers, police A small price to pay for the dope and the guns And the rape, it should all be O.K. Your father is rich, he's the judge, he's the man, he's the God that got your sentence reduced But in the back of his mind, he well knows what he'd find if he looked a little deeper in you - in you *Drag the waters some more Like never before *Repeat Sweet is the slice and the lips - you're gonna have that woman - she is your favorite lay Promised you (swore) that no one had been there, and she was going to keep it that way Let it move in, you got thin, and got high, and your money went and so did your friends But she's by your side, and her smile cannot hide the premonition of the beckoning end - the end *Repeat (x2) In with it, out with it |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
My skin is cold, transfusion with somebody morose and
old, drop into fruitless dying It was tempting and bared, the whoring angel rising Now burning prayers, my silent time of losing *My foes - they can't destroy my body Colliding slow, like life itself Long for the blur, we cannot dry much longer Cement to dirt, disgusted with my cheapness *Repeat (x2) Reaching down, staring up (at the forgiver) |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
Whores
Your windows boarded up, your private lives exposed The talk shows pump it up, lab rats diseased for show We're doomed to use the slang, outbreak of drug roulette A church burned to the ground, not even noticed yet 13 Steps (To Nowhere) Whores A backwards swastika, the black skin riddled in lead A Nazi Gangster Jew, it beats a dog that's dead It's in to use the slang, outbreak of gun roulette The cross slants to the side, will prove the damnedest yet 13 Steps - Leads to nowhere The backlash dislocates, an untimely reign of death The wolf poked with the stick, awaits with cancerous breath (Leads to nowhere) Outsiders still suppose, there's Holy streets to roam The truth should not surprise, your homes were built on lies |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
Cheap cocaine, a dry inhale, the pills that kill and take
the pain away Diet of life, shelter without, the face that cannot see inside yours and mine *When I'm hiding, when I need it, it lets me breathe, for our handle on this life, I don't believe this time **Would you look at me now? Can you tell I'm a man? With these scars on my wrists To prove I'll try again Try to die again, try to live through this night Try to die again..... Forever fooling, free and using, sliding down the slide that breaks a will Mothers angel, getting smarter, how smart are you to regress unfulfilled? It's a damn shame, but who's to blame? *Repeat **Repeat |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
Out of my mind, gun up to the mouth
No pretension, execution, live and learn Rape and turn Fret not family, nor pre-judged army This is for me, and me only, cowards only Try it (Chorus) Don't you try to die, like me It's livid and it's lies and makes graves It's not worth the time to try, to replenish a rotting life I'll end the problem, facing nothing, f**k you off, f**k you all Tortured history, addict of misery, this exposes me for weakness is a magnet - watch me do it (Chorus) Graves descending down Why would you help anyone who doesn't want it, doesn't need it, doesn't want your shit advice when a mind's made up to go ahead and die? What's done is done and gone, so why cry? (Chorus) |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
I cannot take the take, your condition was nod awake
A selfish cryer, boldface liar, robbing all of what you could take in Stabbed towards a death, a dirty smelling girl Shit decisions, no provisions, filling veins with juice of chaos *Painted face, olive drab, swollen hole, empty bag, sunken eyes, whining dog, it's times like this you should pray for never I broke your fucking mold, then threw away the cast, new religion and new provisions, it's amazing you're alive Drop the needle and stop what you're changing into Erase the end dissolving, disgrace is needed more So I mended severed ties, through flesh we cauterized the undeserving, sliming, writhing, I filled you up with watered promise * Repeat Spitting teeth, oral lust, alley fuck, angel dust, anal whore, bleeding knees, it's times like this to pray for murder * Repeat So now I've seen it all, Hells' wrath , no man has greater glory, cause now you're living through me So I'm done with saving you, a gift unto myself, a tired savior, a wasted favor, and I'm lucky I'm alive |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
A dead issue, don't wrestle with it, deaf ears are sleeping
A guilty bliss, so inviting (let me in), nailed to the cross I feel you, relate to you, accuse you Wash away us all, take us with the floods Then throughout the night, they were raped and executed Cold hearted world Your language unheard of, the vast sound of tuning out The rash of negativity is seen one sidedly, burn away the day The nervous, the drifting, the heaving Wash away us all, take us with the floods Then throughout the day mankind played with grenades Cold hearted world And at night they might bait the pentagram Extinguishing the sun Wash away man, take him with the floods |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
Put in position to wage teenage mayhem
A common affair for the ones who are juiced If it is weakness that grants us the power We thrive on what's stronger than most of the world Glass breaks/the dimming lights/sweat, heat and profane debate/ the smart ones stay on the outside/while drunken heads and arms erupt/centered man swings a punch, spits a tooth, postures odd/a punk rock escapade/five bucks a head to be king dick in the crowd We are the ones who must sport the position cheap beer/trendy clicks/lesbian love is accepted and right/ shaved heads meet hair in the mix/blending the 80's and 90's with hate Shows on/dates canceled/kicked out for reasons that seem so unfair/skin crusts against the cops/a foregone conclusion that's tired and beat Ringworm,crabs and lice/V.D. ecstasy, speed and horse/a heaven/of unmatched importance/an honor of sex to be stuck by the punk Rich homes/with money and food/abandoned for the bums on the street/a lifestyle that's unexplainable/don't try and save what is all meant to be If it is free/from (a) family that's seen/you can just keep it if you must beg/it's better instead/you must follow the etiquette You know when it rains you're in your bed at home You act so real when you are alone You better not let the mohawked crowd see Give it five years, you'll retire your piercings You must admit that you mimic the weaklings |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
Scrape it, grind it, peel it, hide it The trend is over and gone forever Shelf it, box it, save it, frame it You won't need that anymore, it's on sale at the dollar store Waste of time, pantomime, circus doll, at the local mall Exterminate, it's all fake Exterminate, it's all fake Sandblast yourself Sandblast yourself Sandblast Sandblast It's getting old, old, old |
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from Pantera - Vulgar Display Of Cowboys (1997)
Under the lights where we stand tall Nobody touches us at all Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without We're gonna take what's ours to have Spread the word throughout the land They say the bad guys wear black We're tagged and can't turn back You see us comin' And you all together run for cover We're takin over this town Here we come reach for your gun And you better listen my friend, you see It's been slow down below, Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell Deed is done again, we've won Ain't talking no tall tales friend 'Cause high noon, your doom Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell Pillage the village, trash the scene But better not take it out on me 'Cause a ghost town is found Where your city used to be So out of the darkness and into the light Sparks fly everywhere in sight From my double barrel, 12 gauge, Can't lock me in your cage You see us comin' And you all together run for cover We're takin over this town Here we come reach for your gun And you better listen my friend, you see It's been slow down below, Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell Deed is done again, we've won Ain't talking no tall tales friend 'Cause high noon, your doom Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell |
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from Pantera - Vulgar Display Of Cowboys (1997)
Empty and sweating Head lying in your hands Shaking in the corner Done too much alcohol Gotta get away from it all 'Cause it feels my blood is freezing My self insanity has taken its toll Frustration has taken its control Now I'm far from home Spending time alone It's time to set my demons free Been put to the test My mind laid to rest I'm on a psycho holiday Shot down on sight You are the target of attention One woman here another there You can't please all the people all the time Can't tell the strangers From the friends you know Frustration has taken it's control Now you're far from home Spending time alone It's time to set your demons free Been put through the test Your mind laid to rest You're on a psycho holiday I'm strapped in for life Is this where I lived Or where I died You want my money You take my space My mind is telling me To leave this place My self insanity has taken its toll Frustration has taken its control Now you're far from home Spending time alone It's time to set your demons free Been put through the test Your mind laid to rest You're on a psycho holiday |
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from Pantera - Vulgar Display Of Cowboys (1997)
Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence One step from lashing out at you... You want in to get under my skin And call yourself a friend I've got more friends like you What do I do? (Pre) Is there no standard anymore? What it takes, who I am, where I've been Belong You can't be something you're not Be yourself, by yourself Stay away from me A lesson learned in life Known from the dawn of time (Chorus) Respect, walk Run your mouth when I'm not around It's easy to achieve You cry to weak friends that sympathize Can you hear the violins playing your song? Those same friends tell me your every word (Pre) (Chorus) Are you talking to me? No way punk |
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from Pantera - Vulgar Display Of Cowboys (1997)
If ever words were spoken Painful and untrue I said I loved But I lied in my life All I wanted was the keeping Of someone like you As it turns out deeper within me Love was twisted and pointed at you (Never ending pain quickly ending life) You keep this love thing child toy You keep this love fist scar break You keep this love love love You keep this love love love You keep this love I'd been The tempting one stole her from herself This gift in pain her pain was life And sometimes I feel so sorry I regret this the hurting of you But you make me so unhappy I'd take my life and leave love with you I'd kill myself for you I'd kill you for myself You keep this love thing child toy You keep this love fist scar break You keep this love love love You keep this love love love You keep this love~ no more head trips~ You keep this love thing child toy You keep this love fist scar break You keep this love love love You keep this love love love You keep this love you keep this love You keep this love you keep this love You keep this love~ |
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from Pantera - Vulgar Display Of Cowboys (1997)
We've got no time to lose Your news is old news Hate this, hate me, hate this Right approach for the wrong It's time to spread the word Let the voice be heard All of us, one of us, all of us Dominate and take the motherfucking world Mass prediction, unification Breathing life into out lungs EVERY creed and EVERY kind To give us depth for strength Taught when we're young to hate one another It's time to have a new reign of power Make pride universal so no one gives in Turn our backs on those who oppose Then when confronted we ask them the question That's wrong with their mind? What's wrong with your mind? (Chorus) It's time to RISE We've lived with past mistakes And we've lived with our own Forgive, forget forgive Be a man, not a child There are to tears for peace Of the common sympathies Educate, reinstate, educate A thing of past The trouble in the states It's time to rise |
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from Pantera - Vulgar Display Of Cowboys (1997)
Many distant miles away Past the shores of ever dark There stays a magic man Who bears an evil mark He helps all concerned Those who come again return Injecting lies while fires burn The devil's heart With angel's words Have you wondered What heaven's like? He can show you in one night Overwhelming with euphoric lift To lure you to steal your gift Intoxication Seeping down to the bone And there's no question Where you have to go Understand just take his hand He's the medicine man Once proud and fearless men With desire in their eyes Lost strong and fruitful lives To self-indulgent ties Their souls were dipped in venom And put into a box Then placed upon a crowded shelf Where countless souls now rot Have you ever wondered what hell's like? He can take you there Just one taste and you'll be back And by the high you'll swear Intoxication Seeping down to the bone And there's no question Where you have to go Understand just take his hand He's the medicine man |
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from Pantera - Vulgar Display Of Cowboys (1997)
Full of grief I scream at the wind Thought I heard the words of others Imprison myself And stay in a shell I won't let you in to have a story to tell Things tend to drag me down Don't understand so they hate me now (Chorus) My fear grips the will of stone My fear grips I'll die alone I promised myself somewhere in the teenage life I'd never submit to the ones I will not be like Live in a hole But stay close to my kind Cause they understand what burns in my mind I still feel incomplete Friends are few and far between (Chorus) |
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from Pantera - Vulgar Display Of Cowboys (1997)
I've trampled on that road That you think you own You have that "smart ass" attitude It's time to stop the fiction I live it every day While you're mind's far away I'm out here putting pride on the line And you case on me with pure respect One chance at one thing Hard time is coming My time, your pain I reign on you (Pre) You think you own I take away Take it with me You think you own I took away Made it my own (Chorus) Most regular people would say it's hard And any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this The so many times You practice in your mirror To be just like me But you just can't see You ain't got the balls, son I fight for love of brother Your friends fight one another You can't see because your head's up your ass And just in cast you think you're bad I crush your rush I rule YOU fool I'm immovable stone in your world of weak -- I speak (Pre) (Chorus) |
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from Pantera - Vulgar Display Of Cowboys (1997)
Serving the faith Abduction the oath It lie in wait for the offering Religion is old For drawing the young Purity withers and dies Never return to the ones that provided Children draining parents of will I hold out my hand to bloodless child I'm taken by the one I was saving From death (Chorus) By demons be driven Beckon the call With decline in mind End not far We're left hanging alone here He pulls us from nails Shatters our bones Leaving us crippled and strewn Boiling my corpse in the blood of his children Praying for his god to prevail Burying us with loved ones To sleep with shelled children of the sixth dimension (Chorus) |
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from El Dia De La Bestia (야수의 날) [ost] (1995)
Serving the faith Abduction the oath It lie in wait for the offering Religion is old For drawing the young Purity withers and dies Never return to the ones that provided Children draining parents of will I hold out my hand to bloodless child I'm taken by the one I was saving From death ( ) By demons be driven Beckon the call With decline in mind End not far We're left hanging alone here He pulls us from nails Shatters our bones Leaving us crippled and strewn Boiling my corpse in the blood of his children Praying for his god to prevail Burying us with loved ones To sleep with shelled children of the sixth dimension ( |
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from Nativity In Black 2/ A Tribute To Black Sabbath [tribute] (2000)
Reflex in the sky
Warn you you're gonna die Storm coming, you'd better hide From the atomic tide Flashes in the sky Turns houses into sties Turns people into clay, Radiation minds decay Robot minds of robot slaves Lead them to atomic rage Plastic flowers, melting sun, Fading moon falls upon Dying world of radiation, Victims of mad frustration Burning globe of oxy'n fire, Like electric funeral pyre Buildings crashing down To a cracking ground Rivers turn to wood, Ice melting to flood Earth lies in death bed, Clouds cry water dead Tearing life away, Here's the burning pay Electric Funeral Electric Funeral Electric Funeral Electric Funeral And so in the sky Shines the electric eye Supernatural king takes Earth under his wing Heaven's golden chorus sings, Hell's angels flap their wings Evil souls fall to Hell, Ever trapped in burning cells! |
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from Pantera - Rhino Hi-Five: Pantera (2006)
'This is a Black Sabbath song off of
the paranoid album. So don't freak out on us. We did the song because we wanted to. It has nothing to do with the integrity of our direction. It's a tripped out song. We think you'll dig it. If you don't, don't fucking listen to it. Thanks. On behalf of the rest of Pantera Philip Anselmo '94 ' We sail through endless skies stars shine like eyes the black night sighs The moon in silver trees falls down in tears light of the night The earth, a purple blaze of sapphire haze in orbit always While down below the trees bathed in cool breeze silver starlight breaks down the night And so we pass on by the crimson eye of great god Mars as we travel the universe |
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from Pantera - Rhino Hi-Five: Pantera (2006)
Reverend, Reverend
Is this a conspiracy? Crucified for no sins No revenge beneath me Lost within my plans for life It all seems so unreal Im a man cut in half in this world Left in my misery The reverend he turned to me Without a tear in his eyes Its nothing new for him to see I didn't ask him why I will remember The love our souls had sworn to make Now I watch the falling rain All my mind can see now is your face Well I guess You took my youth And gave it all away Like the birth of a new found joy This love would end in rage And when she died I couldnt cry The pride within my soul You left me incomplete All alone as the memories now unfold Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the cemetery gates Sometimes when Im alone I wonder aloud If you're watching over me Some place far abound I must reverse my life I can't live in the past Then set my soul free Belong to me at last Through all those complex years I thought I was alone I didn't care to look around And make this world my own And when she died I shouldve cried and spared myself some pain You left me incomplete All alone as the memories still remain The way we were The chance to save my soul And my concern is now in vain Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the cemetery gates The way we were The chance to save my soul And my concern is now in vain Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the cemetery Gates ~~~ Gates ~~~ Gates ~~~ |
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from Pantera - Rhino Hi-Five: Pantera (2006)
Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without We're gonna take what's ours to have Spread the word throughout the land They say the bad guys wear black We're tagged and can't turn back You see us comin' And you all together run for cover We're takin over this town Here we come reach for your gun And you better listen my friend, you see It's been slow down below, Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell Deed is done again, we've won Ain't talking no tall tales friend 'Cause high noon, your doom Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell Pillage the village, trash the scene But better not take it out on me 'Cause a ghost town is found Where your city used to be So out of the darkness and into the light Sparks fly everywhere in sight From my double barrel, 12 gauge, Can't lock me in your cage You see us comin' And you all together run for cover We're takin over this town Here we come reach for your gun And you better listen my friend, you see It's been slow down below, Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell Deed is done again, we've won Ain't talking no tall tales friend 'Cause high noon, your doom Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell |
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from Pantera - Rhino Hi-Five: Pantera (2006)
A smack on the wrists is the words from the mouth
of the outsiders, lawyers, police A small price to pay for the dope and the guns And the rape, it should all be O.K. Your father is rich, he's the judge, he's the man, he's the God that got your sentence reduced But in the back of his mind, he well knows what he'd find if he looked a little deeper in you - in you (Chorus) Drag the waters some more Like never before (Chorus) Sweet is the slice and the lips - you're gonna have that woman - she is your favorite lay Promised you (swore) that no one had been there, and she was going to keep it that way Let it move in, you got thin, and got high, and your money went and so did your friends But she's by your side, and her smile cannot hide the premonition of the ! beckoning end - the end (Chorus) (Chorus) In with it, out with it |
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from Pantera - Rhino Hi-Five: Pantera (2006)
This Love
If ever words were spoken Painful and untrue I said I loved but I lied In my life All I wanted Was the keeping Of someone like you As it turns out Deeper within me Love was twisted and pointed at you Never ending pain, quickly ending life -- (Chorus) You keep this love, thing, child, toy You keep this love, fist, scar, break You keep this love I'd been the tempting one Stole her from herself This gift in pain Her pain was life And sometimes I feel so sorry I regret this the hurting of you But you make me so unhappy I'd take my life and leave love with you I'd kill myself for you, I'd kill you for myself -- (Chorus) No more head trips |
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from Pantera - Cemetery Gates (2000)
Reverend reverend
is this some conspiracy Crucified for no sins An image beneath me Whats within our plans for life It all seems so unreal I'm a man couldnt have feel this world Left in my misery The reverend he turned to me Without a tear in his eyes nothing new for him to see I didn't ask him why I will remember The love our souls had Sworn to make Now I watch the falling rain All my mind can see now is your Well I guess You took my youth I gave it all away Like the birth of a new found joy This love would end in rage And when she died I couldn't cry The pride within my soul You left me incomplete All alone as the memories now unfold Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the cemetery gates Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder aloud If you're watching over me Some place far abound I must reverse my life I can't live in the past Then set my soul free Belong to me at last Through all those Complex years I thought I was alone I didn't care to look around And make this world my own And when she died I should've cried and spared myself some pain You left me incomplete All alone as the memories still remain The way we were The chance to save my soul And my concern is now in vain Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the cemetery gates The way we were The chance to save my soul And my concern is now in vain Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the cemetery |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
It's wearing on my mind, I'm speaking all my doubts aloud You rob a dead mans grave, then flaunt it like you did create If I hit bottom and everythings gone In the great Mississippi, please drown me and run It's digging time again, you're nurturing the weakest trend Those with the heart and the brain to get past this Can spot a pathetic without even asking Fuck your magazine, and fuck the long dead plastic scene Pierce a new hole, if Hell was "in" you'd give your soul (Chorus) THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL That's right, THE GREAT SOUTHERN TRENDKILL Buy it at a store, from MTV to on the floor You look just like a star, it's proof you don't know who you are It's bullshit time again, you'll save the world within your trend Politically relieved, you're product sold and well received The right words spoken gold, if I was God you'd sell your soul to... (Chorus) |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
Truly, fuck the world, for all it's worth, every inch of Planet Earth, fuck myself, don't leave me out, but don't get involved, don't corner me Inside, ulcer, unjust bastards, file out face first Meet the lies and see what you are (Pre) It's forcing you down, and it's grinding against you Let the war nerve break (Chorus) For every fucking second the pathetic media pisses on me and judges what I am in one paragraph - Look here - Fuck you all Expect the worse, you bleeding heart, but kill me first before it starts, yes my cock is getting hard, we are born different after all Invite mayhem, produce weapons, shoot out, burn down No CNN or media now (Pre) (Chorus) All the money in the fucking world couldn't buy me one second of trust or one ounce of faith in anything you're about Fuck you all Nothing is worth the sleep that I've lost Apologies unacceptable now A blistered revenge awaits in me This is fucking loveless Hate Hate mail is not read, in jail instead Hate The Lord knows, there's worse Ignore, this curse Hate |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
A smack on the wrists is the words from the mouth of the outsiders, lawyers, police A small price to pay for the dope and the guns And the rape, it should all be O.K. Your father is rich, he's the judge, he's the man, he's the God that got your sentence reduced But in the back of his mind, he well knows what he'd find if he looked a little deeper in you - in you (Chorus) Drag the waters some more Like never before (Chorus) Sweet is the slice and the lips - you're gonna have that woman - she is your favorite lay Promised you (swore) that no one had been there, and she was going to keep it that way Let it move in, you got thin, and got high, and your money went and so did your friends But she's by your side, and her smile cannot hide the premonition of the beckoning end - the end (Chorus) (Chorus) |
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from Pantera - The Great Southern Trendkill (1996)
My skin is cold, transfusion with somebody morose and
old, drop into fruitless dying It was tempting and bared, the whoring angel rising Now burning prayers, my silent time of losing (Chorus) My foes - they can't destroy my body Colliding slow, like life itself Long for the blur, we cannot dry much longer Cement to dirt, disgusted with my cheapness (Chorus) (Chorus) Reaching down, staring up (at the forgiver) |
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