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segunda-feira, 1 de abril de 2024
Megadeth - Life In Hell
Busted, caught red-handed again
You can’t be trusted, born to lose, you’ll never win
You’re so corrupted, you stand before us condemned
So maladjusted to-the-world we’re living-and-dying-in
Spy versus spy, you will never have friends
You deny, the truth of where you’ve been
You get caught, and then the “blame-game” begins
A couple drinks and then you’ll feel ok
A couple pills makes the world go away
What the hell, you’re gonna die anyway and you’ll say…
I’m a disease, and I’m addicted to myself, ha!
I’m all I need, I’m gonna live and die in hell
No fingerprints, you erased you exist
Kill or be killed, how you get your kicks
Over, and over, you just couldn’t resist
Only a fool would do what you’ve done
You lie, you steal, and you cheat everyone
When your caught in your most despicable deed
You plead the court for Diplomatic Immunity
You may be eloquent with your savoir fare
But each time the smoke clears, another body’s there
You’ve had more than your share of good advice
There’s nothing left to say, now except “Have a life”
Their faces haunt your dreams, each, and every night
When it gets too much, in your ring there’s cyanide
Now everything fades out and you depart just like a ghost
The Devil says, “Welcome to Hell, I will be your host”
There’s no reason left to say goodbye!
There’s no reason left to live or die
Judgment’s waiting, it’s the end of the line for you
Your existence and this twisted game
The definition of criminally insane
It won’t be long until you do it again, you’ll see!
I’m a disease, life in hell
I’m all I need, die in hell
terça-feira, 29 de agosto de 2023
Megadeth - We’ll Be Back
The timing is right to exact my revenge
Spilling enemy blood, I will fight to the end
No more lying-in wait, just to even the score
There’s a price to be paid, now it’s time for war
I’m a soldier of fortune, of torture, and pain
I bash in your skull until no teeth remain
A ‘most-deadly’ weapon, pulverizing your head
With each crushing blow, how you wish you were dead
Just when you think it’s safe, I attack; we’ll be back
When you least expect your fate; I attack; we’ll be back
A kick to your face, one move, big mistake; we’ll be back
Let down your guard, full-on frontal attack, I’ll be back!
No use screaming for mercy, no use makin’ a sound
Still, you step right up, and get smacked back down
In the heat of battle, blood congeals on the floor
Another life-force bleeds out, another soul out the door
Antisocial, sadistic; the “Deity of War”
I stuff body bags, and I’m packing the morgue
No time for remorse over unclaimed remains
It’s just flotsam and jetsam, and it’s circling the drain
terça-feira, 14 de fevereiro de 2023
Megadeth - The Sick, The Dying… And The Dead!
(Bring out your dead
Bring out your dead
Bring out your dead
Bring out your dead)
Invaders came on phantom ships
Sailed the Black Sea west to Sicily, yeah, yeah
The sick, the dying, and the dead
All that was left from this cursed disease, yeah, yeah
It was the fleas onboard that bit infected rats
Got blood inside of the fleas, yeah, yeah
Soon the ghost ships tied up to the docks
The path of the plague was complete, yeah, yeah
The sweet smell of rosies, a pocketful of posies
You can't mask the fragrance of death in their beds
There's typhus in the air, and ashes everywhere
Amongst the sick, the dying, and the dead
Feral creatures feasting on the dead
Devour rancid human meat, yeah, yeah
Death and sickness permeate their bones
Rich or poor, they're dragged through the streets, yeah, yeah
Open up your eyes, so you can see
All the sick, the dying, and the dead
Die, die, die!
Die, die, die!
Die, die, die!
Die, die, die!
The sick, the dying...
And the dead
sexta-feira, 2 de setembro de 2022
Megadeth - Killing Time
Some people look at you and feel sorry
They see your beady eyes and a soul that is black
It's clear to see, you're a pathological liar
And your alibi was a lie, it was all just an act
And that's a fact
When you start moving your lips, I know that you're lying
So, don't tell me you need me, you're killing my time
Stop saying you're grateful 'cause you're not, your kind is so hateful
I'll make sure I'm ready
I'll make sure that I'm ready to go!
If I told me once, I told me a thousand times
It's just a matter of time, you'll screw the world inside-out
You're a sick, psychopath, you squander everything, and then laugh
You've got to know what goes around comes around
And around!
When you start moving your lips, I know that you're lying
So, don't tell me you need me, you're killing my time
Stop saying you're grateful 'cause you're not, your kind is so hateful
I'll make sure I'm ready
I'll make sure that I'm ready to go!
When you start moving your lips, I know that you're lying
So, don't tell me you need me, you're killing my time
Stop saying you're grateful 'cause you're not, your kind is so hateful
I'll make sure I'm ready
I'll make sure
That I'm ready to go!
Start moving your lips, I know that you're lying
(I know that you're lying)
So, don't tell me you need me, you're killing my time
(You're killing my time)
Stop saying you're grateful 'cause you're not, your kind is so hateful
I'll make sure I'm ready (So hateful...)
I'll make sure that I'm ready to go!
Start moving your lips, I know that you're lying
(I know that you're lying)
So, don't tell me you need me, you're killing my time
(You're killing my time)
Stop saying you're grateful 'cause you're not, your kind is so hateful
I'll make sure I'm ready (So hateful...)
I'll make sure that I'm ready to go!
So hateful
So hateful
Kill my time
So hateful
So hateful
So hateful
So hateful
So hateful
So hateful
Killing time
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