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Muzyka i słowa - Mustaine

I sneak in my own house
It's four in the morning
I had too much to drink
Said I was out with the boys
I creep in my bedroom
I slip into bed
I know if I wake her
I'll wake up dead

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Ooh, I wonder will she find out
About the other, other lover Diana?

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Wake up dead, you die
Wake up dead and buried
Wake up dead, you die
Wake up dead

Muzyka i słowa - Mustaine

Solo - Mustaine

Welcome to out sanguinary sect of worship
Feel at home in our black conventicle
As we anathematise
All those who oppose us
Don't summon the Devil,
Don't call the priest
If you need the strength,
The conjuring, obey!

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Behold the flames rise
From the compass' cardinal points
Burn the sacred oil
And with the ashes you'll annoint

Arrange the symbols
Of the wizard, and magician
Light the candles,
Place the parchment paper in position
Between its leaves,
Place the lash from a black cat's eye
A straw of a broom,
Fold, and burn and centralize

Don't summon the Devil;
Don't call the priest
If you need the strength,
Then conjure me

I am the Devil's advocate,
A salesman if you will
You know my name, you know my name

I met your Father years ago,
I gave him what he'd please
He called my name, and you'll do the same

I'm claiming what is mine by right,
It's time to close the deal
You're bought and sold, bought and sold

Come join me in my infernal depths,
Mephisto's hall of fame
I've got your soul, I've got your soul
The conjuring

Solo - Mustaine

Obey!

Muzyka i słowa - Mustaine

Solo - Mustaine

What do you mean I don't believe in God?
Talk to him every day
What do you mean I don't support your system?
I go to court when I have to
What do you mean I can't get to work on time?
Got nothing better to do
What do you mean I don't pay my bills?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?

If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line
But, it better work this time

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What do you mean I hurt your feelings?
I didn't know you had any feelings

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What do you mean I ain't kind?
Just not your kind

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What do you mean I couldn't be President Of the United States of America?

Solo - Poland

Tell me something, it's still 'We the people', right?

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If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line
But, it better work this time

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Can you put a price on peace?
Peace, peace sells, peace, peace sells
Peace sells, but who's buying?

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Peace sells, but who's buying?
No, no, no, no, no!

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Peace sells

Solo - Poland

Peace sells

Muzyka i słowa - Mustaine

Solo - Mustaine

The light that fills my lonely cell
Is blocked out by the key
That locks the door to this hell
The place they wanted me
Time's racing like the wind
Execution's near
Oh lord, I wait for death
And, yes, I have no fear
I recall that night, my every breath
And step along the way
Closed my eyes, walking
As danger paved the way
The devil, and the darkness
Let her evil wander free
Here on Devils Island
The final stop for me

Devils Island, Devils Island

Oh, there's no escape
The sea is full of sharks
Tide takes you away, and
Smash you on the rocks
The sun is shining
But feel not today
It's warmth, it's dying
And fading away

Devils Island, here I stay, Devils Island

Oh, hear the call
From the grave beyond
Oh, so pernicious
Her soul it creates song
As there is no man
That is here upon the earth
Able to terminate our
Noisome will since birth

The priest that reads the sermon
Is walking next to me
To the stake my last request
To have her burn with me
And so it did, the heavens opened
Rain began to fall
Final judgement came and
Was spread before you all
Final judgement

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Old, weak, and feeble,
And the lesson taught to me
Stay away from evil,
She doesn't care for me
She haunts me in my sleep
Though I tore that page away
Here on Devils Island
I'll always have to stay

Devils Island, Devils Island
Here I am

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Devils Island, Devils Island

Muzyka i słowa - Mustaine

Solo - Poland

Good Mourning

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Hey, I don't feel so good
Something's not right
Something's coming over me
What the fuck is this?
Whoa!

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Killer, intruder, homicidal man
If you see me coming run as fast as you can
Blood-thirsty demon who's stalking the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat

Blood-thirsty demon, sinister fiend
Bludgeonous slaughter's my evil deed

My hammer's a cold piece of blood-lethal steel
I grin while you writhe with the pain that I deal
Swinging the hammer, I hack through their heads
Deviant defilers, you're next to be dead
I unleash my hammer with sadistic intent
Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head
Yeah!

Bodies convulse in agony, and pain
I mangle their face till no features remain
A blade for the butchering, I cut them to shreds
First take out the organs, then cut off the head
The remains of flesh now sop under my feet
One more bloody massacre, the murder's complete
I seek to dismember, a sadist fiend
Bloodbath's my way of getting clean

I lurk in the alley wait for the kill
I have no remorse for the blood that I spill
A merciless butcher who lives underground
I'm out to destroy and I will cut you down
I see you and I'm waiting for Black Friday

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Turn me loose!

Killer, intruder, homicidal man
If you see me coming run as fast as you can
A blood-thirsty demon who's stalking the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat

Blood-thirsty demon, sinister fiend
Bludgeonous slaughter's my evil deed A merciless butcher who lives underground
I'm out to destroy you and I will cut you down

It's Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall

Muzyka i słowa - Mustaine

Solo - Poland

Down fell the stars, as they
Splashed into the sea
"Mi nomine Baphomet"
Come dance with me
Sacrifice the virgins
Spiritual rites
Their master's time has come
The moon is full tonight

Drinking, dancing,
They worship and toast
The Devil, who's watching
With demon's remote
Fire, rising,
Racing in your blood
Possessed, naive,
His service is done

It's the Sabbath

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Bloody Sabbath, bad omen of the Goat

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Bloody blasphemy

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Sinister's the word
As the demon's take their fill
An orgy's taking place,
Human blood will spill
An act of worship
As they conceive the ghouls
Satan has their souls,
They sing pagan tunes

The ceremony
Is sure to be cursed
They wait for his blessing,
But down comes the worst
Their bodies soulless,
A corpse from the grave
Their minds are helpless,
And no one can save

No one can save, one can know!

Muzyka i słowa - Willy Dixon
All solos - Poland


I ain't superstitious,
When a black cat crosses my path
And I ain't superstitious
As I break the looking glass
Ain't afraid of no demons,
Don't make me laugh!
I ain't superstitious,
Under the ladder I go
And I ain't superstitious,
It's all bullshit, don't you know!
I ain't afraid of no shadows,
I like the dark anyway
And that's a fact! Ha!

Superstitious, superstitious

And I ain't superstitious,
No such thing as bad luck
And I ain't superstitious,
I couldn't really give a fuck
Take your stupid superstitions,
Find some other paranoidal,
Chickenshit, sissy, worm, and tell it to him

Superstitious, superstitious

I ain't superstitious

And that's a fact, one more time,
Come on, shut your mouth,
Listen up, hey it's my turn

Muzyka i słowa - Mustaine

Solo - Poland

My life's on time,
But again my sense is late
Feel a might unsteady,
But still I have to play
Six to one's the odds,
We have the highest stakes
Once again I gamble with my very life today

Highly polished metal,
The oil makes it gleam
Fill the terror chamber,
Your mind begins to scream
Your life is like a trigger,
Never trouble till you're squeezed
Now you crack a smile
As you give the gun a tease

Place the piston down,
Now give the gun a spin
Soon as the spinning stops,
Oh no, the game starts in
A hateful way of vengeance,
A bit of playful sin
Load another bullet,
The second round begins

A couple grains of powder,
A couple grams of lead
A touch against the trigger,
A touch inside the head
Take another drink,
And raise the last bet
Think about my last words,
They might be what I just said

A click comes from the hammer,
That couldn't drive a nail
Sense the numbing cold blue,
Or the red of Hades' grill
A fraction of a second,
Do you lose or maybe still
Pass it to the left,
And collect your mighty kill

Add another bullet,
The third round begins
Soon as the spinning stops,
Oh no, the game starts in
Please, no IOU's,
No markers for death
Does anybody play?
Anybody, somebody, anybody play?

Solo - Mustaine

You, you, next victim, you next to die
You, you, next victim, you, your turn to die
You, come on, next victim, you, your turn to die
You die!