Toggles
The Book of Heavy Metal
I sign, a contract with the devil.
I tried, for so very long.
I die, to become immortal.
That’s why, I sing this song!
Am I a wannabe?
Have I no dignity?
Who gave up all my life to be…
In the Book of Heavy Metal?
Fed Up
I’m so fed up, I’ve had it
I’m so fed up, I’ve had it
I’m so fed up, I’ve had it
I never want peace, I thrive in the panic
Fed up with you
Fed up with my friends
Fed up with seeing Hell in my head
Fed up with life
Fed up with the sun
Fed up with myself telling everyone
I don’t wanna be so sympathetic now
I don’t wanna be so sympathetic now
Don’t need any help, I’m figuring it out
You don’t need to understand it when I’m the one that’s static
I’m so fed up, I’ve had it
I never want peace, I thrive in the panic
From the Dust of This Planet
Dark smiles saying nothing
The warpath, straight and lonely
Both sides feel the cold front closing in
Reveal the frozen pieces of earth
Can’t hear the hidden sounds from its closed mouth
No more secret truths said into the soundproof walls
They sing we’re restored to life
Accordion
Holy Diver
Mh-hm-hmm
Yeah, yeah
Holy Diver
You’ve been down too long in the midnight sea
Oh, what’s becoming of me?
Ride the tiger
You can see his stripes, but you know he’s clean
Oh, don’t you see what I mean?
Gotta get away
Holy Diver, yeah
Amazonia
Incite a riot, put yourself in a trance
You rotate the frame in a world you rely on
A scar, a line has been drawn in the sand
Behold the life, the boundaries fools will crush
The greatest miracle
Is burning to the ground
Onto the next stage of the plan
Mourn the witness of the wind
A handful of thunder
Will rise one last time
There’s fire in the sky
You’re in the Amazon
The greatest miracle
Is burning to the ground
Take the Power back
In the right light, study becomes insight
But the system that dissed us, teaches us to read and write
So-called facts are fraud
They want us to allege and pledge and bow down to their god
Lost the culture, the culture lost
Spun our minds and through time
Ignorance has taken over
Yo, we gotta take the power back!
Bam! Here’s the plan
Motherfuck Uncle Sam, step back I know who I am
Raise up your ear, I’ll drop the style and clear
It’s the beats and the lyrics they fear!
The rage is relentless
We need a movement with a quickness
You are the witness of change and to counteract…
We gotta take the power back!