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Cannibal Corpse - Bent Backwards And Broken

 

Into the battles, making cages rattle

There's a pain that's inside us and we're letting it out

Charge right in, we dare to fail

No one is giving in, always we live to win

A hunger turns and burns inside of all of us

And it will not be denied

 

Walking a path untraveled to reach higher level

Challenging always going against the grain

Blood for blood - that is the rule

And we will make the rules, never be fortune's fool

There's right and wrong in almost everything we do

For us we do what is right

 

[Chorus]

 

Somebody told me I should do what they told me

But there's a hole in that plan and I'm tearing it down

Trust our guts, follow our hearts

No one can break these nuts, these lips ain't kissing butts

The path of most resistance tests all of our strength

This strength will not be denied

 

[Chorus]

 

Walking on paths untraveled

Challenging one and all

Deeper into the battles

Alone and standing tall

The more evolving changes

The more we stay the same

Full steam against the odds

Go headfirst against the grain

 

Full steam we go against the odds

Headfirst we go against the grain

 

[Chorus]

 

Against the odds, against the grain

We go against the odds, against the grain

 

[Chorus]

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Machine Head - Bulldozer

 

 

Welcome to where time stands still

no one leaves and no one will

Moon is full, never seems to change

just labeled mentally deranged

 

Dream the same thing every night

I see our freedom in my sight

No locked doors, No windows barred

No things to make my brain seem scarred

 

Sleep my friend and you will see

that dream is my reality

They keep me locked up in this cage

can't they see it's why my brain says Rage

 

[Refräng]

 

Build my fear of what's out there

and cannot breathe the open air

Whisper things into my brain

assuring me that I'm insane

 

They think our heads are in their hands

but violent use brings violent plans

Keep him tied, it makes him well

he's getting better, can't you tell?

 

No more can they keep us in

Listen, damn it, we will win

They see it right, they see it well

but they think this saves us from our Hell

 

[Refräng]

 

Fear of living on

natives getting restless now

Mutiny in the air

got some death to do

Mirror stares back hard

Kill, it's such a friendly word

seems the only way

for reaching out again.

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Metallica - Welcome Home (sanitarium)

 

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Heart in hand passed clasp of pain

In dark lowland that set bad blood in veins

Burning, like penal fires roused to strain

The jagged-toothed skyline braced with crosses

 

The golden dawn

Lay lost to mist where

Emboldened thorns

Made their bed with toppled stones

 

He closed his eyes

Sunken to dream there

Of crow-black skies

And a great white empty throne

Horror stalked the bilious fogs

That balked his visions

 

He licked the spittle from the cheeks of the wry

And drifted back to when his stung it’s target

The sneer of michael on a glorious high

Of angel dust and virtue by his side

 

Drowning in the past

That downfall seemed like yesterday

Though blurred moons passed

As enemies in high places laughed

 

Moved to mirrors cracked with heavy lines

He rose snowblind, through shifting sands of time

Erased the trace and taste of bitter wines

The grapes of wrath grew fat on the vine

 

She came to him

A little whip of tantrums

Thrashed on velvet skins

That lines her wishbone henge

 

Her name was sin

A warming spurt of mantras

Splashed on occult tongues

That whispered sweet revenge

 

For the shame of their crawl from grace

Cold and hollow as the grave

 

And for a rape and ruinous scourge

Spared for souls that shared god’s worship

For now their throats coated notes with dirge

That poured from parapets to the pits below

 

Drowning in the past

A wretched scream like yesterday

Died at last

With the rising of the revenant dark

 

All sharpened claws and blunt discharge

 

I shall bow no more to the dogs of the lord

Tearing at my carcass heart

I shall fall to my knees only at the keyholes

Of virtue slipping into bondage masks...

Freewill made me better to reign in hell

 

And with new wings

Unfurled and spoken

He took to things

That would desecrate the world

 

The seduction of both woman and man

For a bastard masterplan

 

Drowning out the past

Fool fates unwound cruel yesterdays

Beneath the stars

That staggered from the blast

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