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My tribute to Metallica; The True Gods of Trash Metal

When I hear those sweet words
It’s like all my troubles go away
I shout them out with aggressiveness
It’s words of both love and hate
Both of creating and destroying

His voice is balm for my soul
His voice is my lullaby at night
If I had to choose between life and them
I’d choose them
‘Cause I can’t imagine a life without them

All of the sins combined at once
And what comes out of it?
Total spiritual satisfaction of a troubled mind

So here it comes:
This is my tribute to Metallica;
James Hetfield;
Kirk Hammet;
Lars Ulrich;
Robert Trujillo.
(Newsted, Mustaine and Burton)

“Don’t you leave me, Father Time...”
“To begin whipping dance of the dead...”
“Time for lust, time for lie, time to kiss your life goodbye...”
“Dream the same thing every night, I see your freedom in my sight...”
“And it comes alive and I die a little more...
...Then the unnamed feeling, it comes alive...”
“Make his fight on the hills in the early day...”
“So i dub thee, Unforgiven...”
“So close, no matter how far, couldn’t be much more from the heart...”




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Publicerad 2006-05-22 19:23



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