with this drink the pain goes away with this drink my friends fade away with this drink i loose my family its this drink that takes you away from me as this
my own life as the days grow longer my hatred builds stronger this isnt what i wanted now that my dreams are haunted im becoming weak as i begin to sink drowning in this
show at ronnie scott's jazz club, london - 1/31/95) - james hetfield (metallica - from the album "master of puppets") Dealing out the agony within Charging
to death About the fact you might hurt me Instead I came here And became an agony uncle And now I?m saddled with this Freaky carbuncle Who?s stalking
DOWN THE GATES OF ABADDON! I WILL LET THE DEAD ROAM FREE! THEY WILL EAT THE LIVING! AGONY! AGONY!! OBSESSED OPPRESSED OBSESSED OPPRESSED SESPIS
Sometimes I mean you should just leave it to God Coz in one way or the other we all puppets in this game It's like Life's a loom and the threads are
sighs: "you won't feel a thing, it is only great relief so slit your wrists open by this" begone at the silent shores. shine on! this is the end of
me? This is a portrait of a life This is a photo on the wall This is the sharp edge of a knife Ending it all Ending it all Oooh... This is a portrait
is all around us Sanctus Espiritus, is this what we deserve, can we break free from chains of never-ending agony? Are they themselves to blame, the misery
decay SPIRITULIZED, PAYING FOR MY SINS, A LEGACY OF BLISS at loss of mercy, fatal revelations, exhale a final breath I resign, I feel the ending nearer agony
feel my agony now This is my last real hope Don't heed the empty mindless call I don't feel hatred towards you This is my last remorse Here comes the ending
in despair Domineered by the promise of agony! And the happiness is bound And the hopelessness is found I'm in agony!! Can't you understand Despondency commands my agony
scared to death about the fact you might hurt me Instead I came here and became an agony uncle And now I'm saddled with this freaky carbuncle Who's stalking
WILL PULL DOWN THE GATES OF ABADDON! I WILL LET THE DEAD ROAM FREE! THEY WILL EAT THE LIVING! AGONY! AGONY! OBSESSED OPPRESSED OBSSESSED OPPRESSED SEPSIS
by hurt Deep inside my soul A quick ending to this all I lose my self-control With the noose clutched in my hands You can't understand This blatant
ain't a victory Every night is a never ending book Unread by many, Written by all, But once you stare at it, Addiction to this doleful experience is
