To tell you the truth im tired of seeing metallica polls....and they are sellout whiny little babys...they need to get a real job.
they are a lost cause now...none of their albums will ever go gold anymore...unless a bunch of nerdy 14 yr olds discover metallica...sorry but I grew up with metallica...so I have a right to say that....its like the people of The Real World 1 vs Real world 6...its a big confitation.....I think lars should hook up with marilyn manson....they would make a good couple...both wine like babys...both are too old for the music industry...i mean come on...shouldnt they be making country music by now lol
They can reform the Village People....heh heh
i stripped all metallica things from my world sold the zippo and sold the cd's at rock of ages....im done with sell out bands who dont give one spit about fans and reaching new fans,and just care about getting all of their 45 million......if you ask me artists should only get 300,00 and the money should be put into a invest cd so they dont go bankrupt in 5 years...that would curb the coke addicts too.....lol sports stars and movie stars arent any different either.
im done pissing on metallica and pissing off the 15 yr old fans that just now discovered them this year or last...and never heard of master of puppets.....master ,master,
Master Of Puppets
End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your deaths construction
Chorus:
Taste me you will see
more is all you needyou're dedicated to
how I'm killing you
Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Needlework the way, never you betray
life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
chop your breakfast on a mirror
[Chorus]
Master, Master, Where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master, You promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter, All I hear and see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries
Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
now your life is out of season
[Chorus]
[Fade out with evil laughter].
Disposable Heroes
Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
a servant `til I fall
Chorus:
Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we sayfinished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away
Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman
Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
bodies fill the fields I see
the slaughter never ends
Why, Am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, Hell is here
I was born for dying
Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun
thats some of the lyrics of the album...i typed them from my cover and posted them on my brothers web page
im done now...if youre mad sorry...but I think they should retire....james wants to spend more personal time any way...it would be best....and maybe MP3's wouldnt get outlawed...they are working on that now....but it wont work.
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