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ROCKET LAUNCHER - DIO DOOM DONUTS
Metal With MGTOW Lyrics - METALLICA, Disposable Heroes (read description)
BODIES! FILL, the fields I see..
Hungry heroes' END
NO ONE, to play soldier, now
NO ONE, to pretend..
Running blind, through killing fields,
Bred, to kill them ALL
Victim of what said, should be
a SERVANT, 'til I fall !
Soldier BOY, made of CLAY
Now, an EMPTY shell
21
ONLY son
BUT, he served us well
Bred to KILL, NOT to care
Do, JUST - AS- WE -SAY
Finished here,
Greeting DEATH
''He's yours to take away''
BACK TO THE FRONT !
You WILL DO
What I SAY,
When I SAY
BACK TO THE FRONT !
You will DIE !
When I SAY,
You MUST die
BACK TO THE FRONT !
You, COWARD
You, SERVANT..
You, BLIND man ..
Barking of machine gun fire,
Does NOTHING to me, now
Sounding of the clock, that ticks
Get used to it, SOMEHOW
More a ''man'' = More stripes you bare,
Glory seeker trends
Bodies FILL the fields I see,
The slaughter NEVER ends !
Soldier BOY, made of clay
Now an EMPTY shell
21,
ONLY son
But, he served us well ..
Bred to KILL, not to care
Do JUST AS WE SAY
Finished here,
Greeting DEATH
He's yours, to take away !
BACK, to the front !
You WILL DO
What I SAY !
When I SAY !!
BACK TO THE FRONT !
You will DIE !
When I SAY
You MUST die
BACK TO THE FRONT !
You, COWARD,
You, SERVANT
You, BLIND man ! ..
WHY
Am I dying?
KILL
Have NO fear !
LIE !
Live off LYING
HELL..
Hell, is here
(gtr solo)
WHY
Am I dying?
KILL
Have NO fear !
LIE !
Live off LYING
HELL..
HELL IS HERE
I - WAS - BORN - FOR - DYING
Life, ''planned out'', before my birth,
NOTHING, could I say
Had NO chance to see myself,
Molded, DAY BY DAY
Looking back.. I realize..
NOTHING, have I done !
LEFT, to die, with only ''friend'';
Alone, I clench my gun..
Soldier BOY,
Made of clay
Now an empty shell
21,
Only son..
But he served us WELL
Bred to kill,
NOT to care
Do JUST AS WE SAY
FINISHED here,
Greetings, DEATH !
He's YOURS, to take away
BACK TO THE FRONT !
You WILL do
What I SAY !
When I SAY !!
BACK TO THE FRONT !
You WILL - DIE !
When I - SAY
You MUST - DIE !
BACK TO THE FRONT !
You, COWARD,
You, SERVANT,
You, BLIND MAN! ..
BACK, TO THE FRONT!!!
BACK, TO THE FRONT !!
BACK, TO THE FRONT !!
BACK, TO THE FRONT !!
BACK, TO THE FRONT !!
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