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HIT THE LIGHTS

   No life till leather
   We're gonna kick some ass tonight
   We got the metal madness
   When our fans start screaming it's right, well alright
   When we start to rock we never
   Want to stop again

   Hit the lights
   Hit the lights
   Hit the lights

   We know our fans are insane
   We're gonna blow this place away
   With volume higher
   Than anything today, the only way
   When we start to rock we never
   Want to stop again

   Hit the lights
   Hit the lights
   Hit the lights

   With all our screaming
   We're gonna rip right through your brain
   We got the lethal power
   It's causing you sweet pain, oh sweet pain
   When we start to rock we never
   Want to stop again

   Hit the lights
   Hit the lights
   Hit the lights
  

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved

THE FOUR HORSEMEN

   By the last breath the fourth winds blow
   Better raise your ears
   The sound of hooves knock at your door
   Lock up your wife and children now
   It's time to wield the blade
   For now you've got some company

   The Horsemen are drawing nearer
   On leather steeds they ride
   They've come to take your life
   On through the dead of night
   With the Four Horsemen ride
   Or choose your fate and die

   You have been dying since the day you were born
   You know it's all been planned
   The quartet of deliverance rides
   A sinner once, a sinner twice
   No need for confessions now
   'Cause now you've got the fight of your life

   The Horsemen are drawing nearer
   On leather steeds they ride
   They've come to take your life
   On through the dead of night
   With the Four Horsemen ride
   Or choose your fate and die

   Time has taken its toll on you
   The lines that crack your face
   Famine, your body it has torn through
   Withered in every place
   Pestilence, for what you had to endure
   And what you have put others through
   Death, deliverance for you for sure
   Now there's nothing you can do

   So gather 'round young warriors now
   And saddle up your steeds
   Killing scores with demon swords
   Now is the death of doers of wrong
   Swing the judgement hammer down
   Safely inside armor blood guts and sweat

   The Horsemen are drawing nearer
   On leather steeds they ride
   They've come to take your life
   On through the dead of night
   With the Four Horsemen ride
   Or choose your fate and die
  

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Dave Mustaine
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved

MOTORBREATH

   Living and dying, laughing and crying
   Once you have seen it you'll never be the same
   Life in the fast lane is just how it seems
   It's hot and it's heavy and dirty and mean

   Motorbreath
   It's how I live my life
   I can't take it any other way
   Motorbreath
   The sign of living fast
   It is going to take your breath away

   Don't stop for nothing, it's full speed or nothing
   I'm taking down, you know, whatever's in my way
   Getting your kicks as you're shooting the line
   Sending the shivers up and down my spine

   Motorbreath
   It's how I live my life
   I can't take it any other way
   Motorbreath
   The sign of living fast
   It is going to take your breath away

   Those people who tell you not to take chances
   They are all missing on what life's about
   You only live once, so take hold of the chance
   Don't end up like others, same song and dance

   Motorbreath
   It's how I live my life
   I can't take it any other way
   Motorbreath
   The sign of living fast
   It is going to take your breath away
  

Words and Music by James Hetfield
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved

JUMP IN THE FIRE

   Down in the depths of my fiery home
   The summons bell will chime
   Tempting you and all the earth
   To join our sinful kind
   There's a job to be done and I'm the one
   You people make me do it
   Now it's time for your fate and I won't hesitate
   To pull you down into this pit

   So come on
   Jump in the fire
   So come on
   Jump in the fire

   With hell in my eyes and with death in my veins
   The end is closing in
   Feeding on the minds of man
   And from their souls within
   My disciples all shout to search you out
   And they always shall obey
   Follow me now, my child, not the meek or the mild
   But do just as I say

   So come on
   Jump in the fire
   So come on
   Jump in the fire

   Jump by your will or be taken by force
   I'll get you either way
   Trying to keep the hellfire lit
   I'm stalking you as prey
   Living your life as me, I am you, you see
   There is part of me in everyone
   So reach down, grab my hand, walk with me through the land
   Come home where you belong

   So come on
   Jump in the fire
   So come on
   Jump in the fire
  

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Dave Mustaine
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved

WHIPLASH

   Late at night, all systems go, you've come to see the show
   We do our best, you're the rest, you make it real, you know

   There is a feeling deep inside that drives you fucking mad
   A feeling of a hammerhead, you need it oh so bad

   Adrenaline starts to flow
   You're thrashing all around
   Acting like a maniac
   Whiplash

   Bang your head against the stage like you never did before
   Make it ring, make it bleed, make it really sore

   In a frenzied madness with your leather and your spikes
   Heads are bobbing all around, it's hot as hell tonight

   Adrenaline starts to flow
   You're thrashing all around
   Acting like a maniac
   Whiplash

   Here onstage the Marshall noise is piercing through your ears
   It kicks your ass, kicks your face, exploding feeling nears

   Now's the time to let it rip, to let it fucking loose
   We're gathered here to be with you 'cause this is what we choose

   Adrenaline starts to flow
   You're thrashing all around
   Acting like a maniac
   Whiplash

   The show is through, the metal's gone, it's time to hit the road
   Another town, another gig, again we will explode

   Hotel rooms and motorways, life out here is raw
   But we'll never stop, we'll never quit, 'cause we're Metallica

   Adrenaline starts to flow
   You're thrashing all around
   Acting like a maniac
  

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved

PHANTOM LORD

   Sound is ripping through your ears
   The deafening sound of metal nears
   Your body's waiting for his whips
   The taste of leather on your lips

   Hear the cry of war
   Louder than before
   With his sword in hand
   To control the land
   Crushing metal strikes
   On this frightening night
   Fall onto your knees
   For the Phantom Lord

   Victims falling under chains
   You hear them crying dying pains
   Fist of terror's breaking through
   Now there's nothing you can do

   Hear the cry of war
   Louder than before
   With his sword in hand
   To control the land
   Crushing metal strikes
   On this frightening night
   Fall onto your knees
   For the Phantom Lord

   The leather armies have prevailed
   The Phantom Lord has never failed
   Smoke is lifting from the ground
   The rising volume metal sound

   Hear the cry of war
   Louder than before
   With his sword in hand
   To control the land
   Crushing metal strikes
   On this frightening night
   Fall onto your knees
   For the Phantom Lord

   Fall to your knees
   And bow to the Phantom Lord
  

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Dave Mustaine
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved

NO REMORSE

   No mercy for what we're doing
   No thought to even what we have done
   We don't need to feel the sorrow
   No remorse for the helpless one

   War without end

   No remorse, no repent
   We don't care what it meant
   Another day, another death
   Another sorrow, another breath
   No remorse, no repent
   We don't care what it meant
   Another day, another death
   Another sorrow, another breath

   Blood feeds the war machine
   As it eats a way across the land
   We don't need to feel the sorrow
   No remorse is the one command

   War without end

   No remorse, no repent
   We don't care what it meant
   Another day, another death
   Another sorrow, another breath
   No remorse, no repent
   We don't care what it meant
   Another day, another death
   Another sorrow, another breath

   Only the strong survive
   No will to save the weaker race
   We are ready to kill all comers
   Like a loaded gun right at your face

   War without end

   No remorse, no repent
   We don't care what it meant
   Another day, another death
   Another sorrow, another breath
   No remorse, no repent
   We don't care what it meant
   Another day, another death
   Another sorrow, another breath

   Attack

   Bullets are flying
   People are dying
   With madness surrounding,
   all hell's breaking loose
   Soldiers are hounding
   Bodies are mounting
   Cannons are shouting to take their abuse

   With war machines going
   Blood starts to flowing
   No mercy given to anyone here
   The furious fighting
   Swords are like lighting
   It all becomes frightening,
   you know death is near

   No remorse
  

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved

SEEK & DESTROY

   We're scanning the scene in the city tonight
   We're looking for you to start up a fight
   There's an evil feeling in our brains
   But it's nothing new, you know it drives us insane

   Running, on our way
   Hiding, you will pay
   Dying, one thousand deaths
   Running, on our way
   Hiding, you will pay
   Dying, one thousand deaths
   Searching
   Seek and destroy
   Searching
   Seek and destroy
   Searching
   Seek and destroy
   Searching
   Seek and destroy

   There is no escape and that's for sure
   This is the end, we won't take any more
   Say goodbye to the world you live in
   You have always been taking but now you're giving

   Running, on our way
   Hiding, you will pay
   Dying, one thousand deaths
   Running, on our way
   Hiding, you will pay
   Dying, one thousand deaths
   Searching
   Seek and destroy
   Searching
   Seek and destroy
   Searching
   Seek and destroy
   Searching
   Seek and destroy

   Our brains are on fire with the feeling to kill
   And it won't go away until our dreams are fulfilled
   There is only one thing on our minds
   Don't try running away, 'cause you're the one we will find

   Running, on our way
   Hiding, you will pay
   Dying, one thousand deaths
   Running, on our way
   Hiding, you will pay
   Dying, one thousand deaths
   Searching
   Seek and destroy
   Searching
   Seek and destroy
   Searching
   Seek and destroy
   Searching
   Seek and destroy
  

Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved

METAL MILITIA

   Thunder and lightning, the gods take revenge
   Senseless destruction
   Victims of fury are cowardly now
   Running for safety
   Stabbing the harlot to pay for her sins
   Leaving the virgin
   Suicide running as if it were free
   Ripping and tearing

   Oh, through the mist and the madness
   We're trying to get the message to you
   Metal militia
   Metal militia
   Metal militia

   Chained and shadowed to be left behind
   Nine and one thousand
   Metal militia, for your sacrifice
   Ironclad soldiers
   Join or be conquered, the law of the land
   What will befall you?
   The metalization of your inner soul
   Twisting and turning

   Oh, through the mist and the madness
   We're trying to get the message to you
   Metal militia
   Metal militia
   Metal militia

   We are as one, yes, we all are the same
   Fighting for one cause
   Leather and metal are our uniforms
   Protecting what we are
   Joining together to take on the world
   With our heavy metal
   Spreading the message to everyone here
   Come let yourself go

   Oh, through the mist and the madness
   We're trying to get the message to you
   Metal militia
   Metal militia
   Metal militia
  

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Dave Mustaine
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved



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