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Machine Head - The Blackening

 
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Machine Head - Clenching the fist of dissent


Do you hear revolution's call?
It's time to fight our own denial
Warmongers keep us locked in fear
Invoke the past, a moment of tears

An ugly truth
Put forth by our youth
Under the threat of patriotic brute, so

Use your rage
It is a weapon
We must now engage

Let trumpets sound our call
Or by their lives we will fall

Gnash down our teeth in hate and sing

Sing revolution’s song
Whey they say die
Die for America

War!

They sing that freedom isn’t free
It’s paid with the lives
of sons and families
Cause blood is their new currency
And oil pumps the heart of money

So fight as one
Without a fucking gun
Words are the bullets to this revolution

Use your pain
The battlegrounds, the streets are ablaze

Excess will pave their path
The winds of change, our bloodbath

Gnash down our teeth in hate and sing

Sing revolution’s song
When they say die
Die for America

Power and prejudice
Actions they use to pit against
Terror, insurgency
Words used to scare conformity
It’s propaganda, it’s their hypocrisy

Free to choose our own slavery

All suffer humanity

Fight

Fight – for all that you have
Scream – choking with foot open throat
Blind – star spangled eyes
Death – no more the truth you will hide
No, more

So how do they sleep?
While our mothers weep
They’re selling our souls
And our blood for oil

Our generation
Can be the fucking one
That overcomes the greed
of corrupt nations

Have no shame
You’re not alone in thinking
this is fucking insane

Rise up and take your stand
And curl the fingers of your hand

And I don’t know what to do
Cause I don’t have the answers
But with every ounce of strength
I’ll vow to fight the cancer

Didn’t say I want to lead
I just might let you down
Didn’t say believe in me
Just hold this common ground

I’m just as lost as you
And probably more confused
So fucking far from perfect
My mind wrecked from abuse

There’s something fucking wrong
When war takes sons and daughters
Our lambs misled to slaughter

War!
Clenching the fist of dissent
Lies!
Clenching the fist of dissent
Fear!
Clenching the fist of dissent
Change!
Clenching the fist of dissent
Changed
Clenching to hope


_____________________________________________

Machine Head - Beautiful Morning


Fuck you all!

My redemption is knowing
this will be over
My aggression, I fear I’ve lost control

Who is this man I stare?
Mirror reflects a stranger
Fist shatters the despair
Awake the pain to anger

Chorus:
How do I close thine eyes of murder?
How do I close thine eyes of murder
staring into me?

My obsession is dying, sinking me deeper
My depression, this world has disavowed

Razor at wrist I seethe
The flesh is peeled apart now
Gone is my faded dream

Failure, I welcome in thou

(Chorus)

This lifetime in sorrow
God let the angels die
This is our last goodbye
In love and death we cry
Our last goodbye

No, no, no, no

Spit in the face of loss
Coward, my own self-hatred
No more I bear this cross
Struggle, and rise from the dead

This lifetime in sorrow
God let the angels die
This is our last goodbye
In love and death we cry
Our last goodbye

_____________________________________________

Machine Head - Aesthetics Of Hate


You tried to spit in the eye
of a dead man’s face
Attacked the ways of a man
not yet in his grave
But your hate was over all too soon
Because nothing is over
and nothing’s through
‘Til we bury you

Chorus:
For the love of brother
I will sing this fucking song
Aesthetics of hate
I hope you burn in hell

The words I read on the screen
left me fucking sick
I felt the hatred rising
you son of a bitch

You branded us pathetic for our respect
But he made us Driven,
such deep reverence
Far Beyond the rest

(Chorus)

Long live memories
Live his freedom vicariously
Defend tenfold,
his honor we’ll always uphold

For the love of brother
I will say these fucking words
No silence against ignorance
Iconoclast, I hope you burn in hell

May the hand of God strike them down

_____________________________________________

Machine Head - Now I lay thee down



I want to know
How it feels
When we die
Can you take me under?

Chorus:
Dream over
Grieve no more
And breathe one last time
Now I lay thee down

She watched me leave
Me bleeding
On the floor
As she takes me under

(Chorus)

Godless mimicry
Where lights cemetery
Flashes of the angel’s ivory wings
Images so many broken dreams
Of pain
Terror

Fear
Crippling

Follow the light into the tunnel
Or will it end up in a black hole?
Follow the light into the tunnel,
dead in its end

Was it love?
Was it murder?
Within the eyes of the beholder

What have I done?
I’ve gone and killed the only one I love
How could I do this?
I’m screaming at God
Why do you curse me?
Fuck it, load it, sever the day

(Chorus)

Now I lay thee down,
Underground

_____________________________________________

Machine Head - Slanderous



I’m
Wasted and ugly, I am the underbelly
A fat fuck and a fairy
The reject they wish to bury

Pre Chorus:
They want to
Murder us, silence us
Divide and conquer us
As they lead, as we die
Let these three words decide

Chorus:
I love you!
Why do I hate my brother?
I hate you!
Or do I hate myself?

I’m a meth head and alkie
Dumb cunt been called a junkie
A retard and a pussy
And I embrace the names you call me


(Pre Chorus)
(Chorus)

I’m a redneck and a faggot
The asshole ignorants
A wetback and a nigga
And I raise my middle fingers
to those that

Murder us, silence us
Divide and conquer us
As they lead, as we die
Let these three words decide

I love you
Why do I hate my brother?
I hate you
I hate myself

Love
Hate

(Chorus)

_____________________________________________

Machine Head - Halo



This is a call to arms,
will you stand beside me?
This is our time to fight,
no more compromising
And this blackened heart will sing
For sad solidarity

Halo, over our demise
Following a god so blind
Shallow, in their sickening
Swallow not, the shit they feed

This is a right to life,
not the Religious Right’s act
This is abortion’s knife,
aiming at the womb of
The Christian conspiracy
So open thine eyes and see, the

Halo, over our demise
Following a god so blind
Shallow, in their sickening
Swallow not, the shit they feed


Our time will come, our time will come
Our time is now, our time is now

And I won’t pray for you
And I won't pray for you
And I won't pray for you

Halo
Follow
Shallow
Swallow
Halo, over our demise
Following a god so blind
Shallow, in their sickening
Swallow not, the shit they feed

Your words will never hold us down
Prayer’s won’t be spared on you
Satisfaction denied
‘Til you’re dead and gone
Gone
Dead and gone!
You’re gone!

_____________________________________________

Machine Head - Wolves



Unleash the wolves
Carnage has no rules
Comparison, competition
We’ll bury one and all

Look in the eyes of rage
A loyalty bred of suffering
The fire inside it burns eternally, victory

Look in the eyes of pain
The scars on our souls forever remain
Calling the sheltered of the broken
wing, join the fray

Bury our rivals
Shotguns, knives, rifles

Pre Chorus:
A family of the unwanted,
beaten, stunted, dysfunction
A brotherhood that is of violence and to
tyrants bow to none

Chorus:
Unleash the wolves
Carnage has no rules
Comparison, competition
We’ll bury one and all

Look in the eyes of hate
A circle of hell they come to pray
United against all that come threatening,
lay to waste

Look in the eyes of the free
Bound to each other’s longevity
Guarding the back of alpha’s dignity,
savagely

Bury our rivals

Shotguns, knives, rifles

(Pre Chorus)
(Chorus)

Bridge:
Come closet, walk with me in hell
Dear rival, fear in you I smell
A fist to face is all fair game now
The pack attacking, the sacrificial
Pray for the prayers

Reaping the sour seeds of death’s bread
In touch and claw the scent of the dead

(Bridge)

Spreading our population
far across the land
Loving to fornicate,
respecting the command
Rally the warriors and
Tally the score,
in every victory is solace but there’s

No satisfaction!!
There is no satisfaction!!
And there never will be!

Bury our rivals
Shotguns, knives, rifles

(Pre Chorus)
(Chorus)

Unleash the wolves
Carnage has no rules now
The night will fall
Beware the call
Dominate ALL

_____________________________________________

Machine Head - A farewell to arms


Can you hear their cries?
Nowhere can the children run to hide
Crimson rivers

Flow down hills
Atone our ills
And woe to all her songs of love
A farewell to arms

Mutilated lives
Blackening as coffin line the sides
Filled with fathers

Who has won?
When only sons
Hold their grieving heads and mourn

A farewell to arms

Always our souls entwine
Erase this vast divide
Deaf ears our voices rest
Tyrant, this is protest

Who has won?
Yes, who has won?

Chorus:
I’ll waive this flag of white
So the venged see the light
We’ll pay for closed eyes
With our genocide

Piercing the masquerade
March to the death parade
Trade not humanity
For pearls of slavery

In the depth of mind the heart will find
the truth of our leader

We’ll try the facts so through the cracks
may fall the dying cheater

Who has won when we’re all dead?

(Chorus)

So is this how we live?
Or is this how we die?

Black blood dripping from platinum fangs
Rich blood flees while
our poverty hangs

Shepherds they herd the mindless trance
As the flock follows the puppet’s dance
In a fatal romance

All that they needed was
a pretext, war’s next
Heads to the chopping blocks
and our necks are next
For those who died
Who fought for our rights
Whose children now slaves
They’re turning in their graves

War hawks and senators
they sit tight, so trite
Never their sons will know
what it’s like to fight
But soldiers are dead
And children have bled
And the silence is numb
What have we become?

God save us

A farewell to arms

Evil or Very Mad Twisted Evil


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