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FURY LYRICS
"Blood, Sweat and Iron" (2005 EP)
1. Eerie Inhabitants (Testament)
2. The Evil That Men Do (Iron Maiden)
3. Tornado of Souls (Megadeth)
4. Creeping Death (Metallica)
5. Slave New World (Sepultura)
6. Mandatory Suicide (Slayer)
7. Jawbreaker (Judas Priest)
1. Eerie Inhabitants (Testament)
A world of chaos
A world of fear
A world of anger and corruption
When all is lost
And millions starve
Is this humanity's destruction?
Life! A game that people play
Cryout! Will they see another day?
No one help us,
The children pray
Nobody listens to their crying
This great depression
When will it end?
To live like this is worse than dying
Life! A game that people play
Cryout! Will they see another day?
Your destiny is over
Your fate has declined
Refuse to discover
What so many could find
Death's endless toil
As I long for rest
Life's now forsaken
Condemned to repress!
No sign of Heaven
No sign of Hell
Just the sign of pain and sorrow
This generation inhabits all
To form an order for tomorrow
Life! A game that people play
Cryout! Will we see another day?
2. The Evil That Men Do (Iron Maiden)
Love is a razor and I walked the line on that silver blade
Slept in the dust with his daughter, her eyes red with
The slaughter of innocence
But will pray for her.
I will call her name out loud.
I would bleed for her.
If only I could see her now.
Living on a razors edge.
Balancing on a ledge.
Living on a razors edge.
The evil that men do lives on and on....[4 times]
Circle of fire my baptism of joy at an end it seems
The seventh lamb slain, the book of life opens before me.
But I will pray for you.
And some day I may return.
Don't you cry for me.
Beyond is where I learn.
3. Tornado of Souls (Megadeth)
This morning I made the call
The one that ends it all
Hanging up, I wanted to cry
Bu dammit, this well's gone dry
Not for the money, not for the fame
Not for the power, just no more games
But now I'm safe in the eye of the tornado
I can't replace the lies, that let a 1000 days go
No more living trapped inside
In her way I'll surely die
In the eye of the tornado, blow me away
You'll grow to loathe my name
You'll hate me just the same
You won't need your breath
And soon you'll meet your death
Not from the years, not from the use
Not from the tears, just self abuse
Who's to say what's for me to say...be...do
Cause a big nothing it'll be for me
The land of opportunity
The golden chance for me
My future looks so bright
Now I think I've seen the light
Can't say what's on my mind
Can't do what I really feel
In this bed I made for me
Is where I sleep, I really feel
I warn you of the fate
Proven true to late
Your tongue twist perverse
Come drink now of this curse
And now I fill your brain
I spin you round again
My poison fills your head
As I tuck you into bed
You feel my fingertips
You won't forget my lips
You'll feel my cold breath
It's the kiss of death
4. Creeping Death (Metallica)
Slaves
Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh
Heed
To his every word, live in fear
Faith
Of the unknown one, the deliverer
Wait
Something must be done, four hundred years
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death
Now
Let my people go, land of goshen
Go
I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood
Running red and strong, down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
I
Rule the midnight air the destroyer
Born
I shall soon be there, deadly mass
I
Creep the steps and flood final darkness
Blood
Lambs blood painted door, I shall pass
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death
5. Slave New World (Sepultura)
Face - The enemy
Stare - Inside you
Control - Your thoughts
Destroy - Destroy 'em all
You censor what we breathe
Prejudice with no belief
Senseless violence all around
Who is it, that keeps us down
Once all free tribes
Chained down led lives
Blood boils inside me
We're not slaves, we're free
Face - The enemy
Stare - Inside you
Control - Your thoughts
Destroy - Destroy 'em all
6. Mandatory Suicide (Slayer)
Murder at your every foot step.
A child's toy sudden death.
Sniper blazes you thru your knees
Falling down can you feel the heat,
Burn!
Ambushed by the spray of lead
Count the bullet holes in your head.
Offspring sent out to cry,
Living mandatory suicide.
Suicide. [x 4]
Holes burn deep in your chest,
Raked by machine gun fire.
Screaming soul sent out to die,
Living mandatory suicide.
Suicide. [x 4]
Lying, dying, screaming in pain.
Begging, pleading, bullets drop like rain.
Mines explode, pain sheers through your brain,
Radical amputation, this is insane.
Fly swatter stakes drive through your chest.
Spikes impale you as you're forced off the crest.
Soldier of misfortune
Hunting with bated breath.
A vile smell, like tasting death.
Dead bodies, dying and wounded
Litter the city streets
Shattered glass, bits of clothing and human deceit.
Dying [in] terror,
Blood's cheap, it's everywhere.
Mandatory suicide, massacre on the front line.
7. Jawbreaker (Judas Priest)
Deadly as the viper
Peering from its coil
The poison there is coming to the boil
Ticking like a time bomb
The fuse is running short
on the verge of snapping if it's caught
And all the pressure that's been building up
For all the years it bore the load
The cracks appear, the frame starts to distort
Ready to explode -- Jawbreaker
Crouching in the corner
Wound up as a spring
Piercing eyes that flash are shimmering
Muscles are all contorted
Claws dug in the dirt
Every ounce of fiber on alert
And all the pressure that's been building up
For all the years it bore the load
The cracks appear, the frame starts to distort
Ready to explode -- Jawbreaker
And all the pressure that's been building up
For all the years it bore the load
The cracks appear, the frame starts to distort
Ready to explode -- Jawbreaker
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