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ENTER SANDMAN
Say your prayers, little one Don't forget, my son, To include everyone Tuck you in, warm within Keep you free from sin Till the sandman he comes Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Exit: light Enter: night Take my hand We're off to never-never land Something's wrong, shut the light Heavy thoughts tonight And they aren't of Snow White Dreams of war, dreams of liars Dreams of dragon's fire And of things that will bite Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Exit: light Enter: night Take my hand We're off to never-never land Now I lay me down to sleep Pray the Lord my soul to keep If I die before I wake Pray the Lord my soul to take Hush little baby, don't say a word And never mind that noise you heard It's just the beasts under your bed In your closet, in your head Exit: light Enter: night Grain of sand Exit: light Enter: night Take my hand We're off to never-never land
Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and
Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
SAD BUT TRUE
Hey I'm your life I'm the one who takes you there Hey I'm your life I'm the one who cares They They betray I'm your only true friend now They They'll betray I'm forever there I'm your dream, make you real I'm your eyes when you must steal I'm your pain when you can't feel Sad but true I'm your dream, mind astray I'm your eyes while you're away I'm your pain while you repay You know it's sad but true You You're my mask You're my cover, my shelter You You're my mask You're the one who's blamed Do Do my work Do my dirty work, scapegoat Do Do my deeds For you're the one who's shamed I'm your dream, make you real I'm your eyes when you must steal I'm your pain when you can't feel Sad but true I'm your dream, mind astray I'm your eyes while you're away I'm your pain while you repay You know it's sad but true I'm your dream I'm your eyes I'm your pain You know it's sad but true Hate I'm your hate I'm your hate when you want love Pay Pay the price Pay, for nothing's fair Hey I'm your life I'm the one who took you here Hey I'm your life And I no longer care I'm your dream, make you real I'm your eyes when you must steal I'm your pain when you can't feel Sad but true I'm your truth, telling lies I'm your reasoned alibis I'm inside, open your eyes I'm you Sad but true
Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars
Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
HOLIER THAN THOU
No more The crap rolls out your mouth again Haven't changed, your brain is still gelatin Little whispers circle around your head Why don't you worry about yourself instead? Who are you? Where ya been? Where ya from? Gossip burning on the tip of your tongue You lie so much you believe yourself Judge not lest ye be judged yourself Holier than thou You are Holier than thou You are You know not Before you judge me, take a look at you Can't you find something better to do? Point the finger, slow to understand Arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand It's not who you are, it's who you know Others' lives are the basis of your own Burn your bridges and build them back with wealth Judge not lest ye be judged yourself Holier than thou You are Holier than thou You are You know not Who the hell are you?
Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars
Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
THE UNFORGIVEN
New blood joins this earth And quickly he's subdued Through constant pained disgrace The young boy learns their rules With time, the child draws in This whipping boy done wrong Deprived of all his thoughts The young man struggles on and on, he's known A vow unto his own That never from this day His will they'll take away What I've felt What I've known Never shined through in what I've shown Never be Never see Won't see what might have been What I've felt What I've known Never shined through in what I've shown Never free Never me So I dub thee “Unforgiven” They dedicate their lives To running all of his He tries to please them all This bitter man he is Throughout his life the same He's battled constantly This fight he cannot win A tired man they see no longer cares The old man then prepares To die regretfully That old man here is me What I've felt What I've known Never shined through in what I've shown Never be Never see Won't see what might have been What I've felt What I've known Never shined through in what I've shown Never free Never me So I dub thee “Unforgiven” You labeled me I'll label you So I dub thee “Unforgiven”
Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and
Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
WHEREVER I MAY ROAM
…And the road becomes my bride I have stripped of all but pride So in her I do confide And she keeps me satisfied Gives me all I need …And with dust in throat I crave Only knowledge will I save To the game you stay a slave Rover, wanderer Nomad, vagabond Call me what you will But I'll take my time anywhere Free to speak my mind anywhere And I'll redefine anywhere Anywhere I roam Where I lay my head is home …And the earth becomes my throne I adapt to the unknown Under wandering stars I've grown By myself but not alone I ask no one ...And my ties are severed clean The less I have, the more I gain Off the beaten path I reign Rover, wanderer Nomad, vagabond Call me what you will But I'll take my time anywhere I'm free to speak my mind anywhere And I'll never mind anywhere Anywhere I roam Where I lay my head is home But I'll take my time anywhere I'm free to speak my mind And I'll take my find anywhere Anywhere I roam Where I lay my head is home Carved upon my stone My body lie, but still I roam Wherever I may roam Wherever I may roam Wherever I may roam
Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars
Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
DON'T TREAD ON ME
Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail Once you provoke her, rattling of her tail Never begins it, never, but once engaged Never surrenders, showing the fangs of rage Don't tread on me So be it Threaten no more To secure peace is to prepare for war So be it Settle the score Touch me again for the words that you will hear evermore Don't tread on me Love it or live it, she with the deadly bite Quick is the blue tongue, forked as the lighting strike Shining with brightness, always on surveillance The eyes, they never close, emblem of vigilance Don't tread on me So be it Threaten no more To secure peace is to prepare for war So be it Settle the score Touch me again for the words that you will hear evermore Don't tread on me So be it Threaten no more To secure peace is to prepare for war Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail Once you provoke her, rattling of her tail So be it Threaten no more To secure peace is to prepare for war So be it Settle the score Touch me again for the words that you will hear evermore Don't tread on me
Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars
Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
THROUGH THE NEVER
All that is, was and will be Universe much too big to see Time and space never ending Disturbing thoughts, questions pending Limitations of human understanding Too quick to criticize Obligation to survive We hunger to be alive All that is, ever Ever was Will be ever Twisting Turning Through the never In the dark, see past our eyes Pursuit of truth no matter where it lies Gazing up to the breeze of the heavens On a quest, meaning, reason Came to be, how it begun All alone in the family of the sun Curiosity teasing everyone On our home, third stone from the sun All that is, ever Ever was Will be ever Twisting Turning Through the never On through the never We must go On through the never Out to the Edge of forever We must go On through the never Then never comes All that is, ever Ever was Will be ever Twisting Turning Who we are Ask forever Twisting Turning Through the never Never
Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and
Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
NOTHING ELSE MATTERS
So close no matter how far Couldn't be much more from the heart Forever trusting who we are And nothing else matters Never opened myself this way Life is ours, we live it our way All these words I don't just say And nothing else matters Trust I seek and I find in you Every day for us something new Open mind for a different view And nothing else matters Never cared for what they do Never cared for what they know But I know So close no matter how far It couldn't be much more from the heart Forever trusting who we are And nothing else matters Never cared for what they do Never cared for what they know But I know I never opened myself this way Life is ours, we live it our way All these words I don't just say And nothing else matters Trust I seek and I find in you Every day for us something new Open mind for a different view And nothing else matters Never cared for what they say Never cared for games they play Never cared for what they do Never cared for what they know And I know So close no matter how far Couldn't be much more from the heart Forever trusting who we are No, nothing else matters
Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars
Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
OF WOLF AND MAN
Off through the new day's mist I run Out from the new day's mist I have come I hunt Therefore I am Harvest the land Taking of the fallen lamb Off through the new day's mist I run Out from the new day's mist I have come We shift Pulsing with the earth Company we keep Roaming the land while you sleep Shape shift, nose to the wind Shape shift, feeling I've been Move swift, all senses clean Earth's gift, back to the meaning of life Bright is the moon, high in starlight Chill in the air, cold as steel tonight We shift Call of the wild Fear in your eyes It's later than you realized Shape shift, nose to the wind Shape shift, feeling I've been Move swift, all senses clean Earth's gift, back to the meaning of life I feel a change Back to a better day Hair stands on the back of my neck In wildness is the preservation of the world So seek the wolf in thyself Shape shift, nose to the wind Shape shift, feeling I have been Move swift, all senses clean Earth's gift Back to the meaning of wolf and man
Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and
Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
THE GOD THAT FAILED
Pride you took Pride you feel Pride that you felt when you'd kneel Not the word Not the love Not what you thought from above It feeds It grows It clouds all that you will know Deceit Deceive Decide just what you believe I see faith in your eyes Never you hear the discouraging lies I hear faith in your cries Broken is the promise, betrayal The healing hand held back by the deepened nail Follow the god that failed Find your peace Find your say Find the smooth road on your way Trust you gave A child to save Left you cold and him in grave It feeds It grows It clouds all that you will know Deceit Deceive Decide just what you believe I see faith in your eyes Never you hear the discouraging lies I hear faith in your cries Broken is the promise, betrayal The healing hand held back by the deepened nail Follow the god that failed I see faith in your eyes Broken is the promise, betrayal The healing hand held back by the deepened nail Follow the god that failed Pride you took Pride you feel Pride that you felt when you'd kneel Trust you gave A child to save Left you cold and him in grave I see faith in your eyes Never you hear the discouraging lies I hear faith in your cries Broken is the promise, betrayal The healing hand held back by the deepened nail Follow the god that failed Follow the god that failed Broken is the promise, betrayed Betrayal
Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars
Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
MY FRIEND OF MISERY
You just stood there screaming Fearing no one was listening to you They say the empty can rattles the most The sound of your own voice must soothe you Hearing only what you want to hear And knowing only what you've heard You, you're smothered in tragedy And you're out to save the world Misery You insist that the weight of the world Should be on your shoulders Misery There's much more to life than what you see My friend of misery You still stood there screaming No one caring about these words you tell My friend, before your voice is gone One man's fun is another's hell These times are sent to try men's souls But something's wrong with all you see You, you'll take it on all yourself Remember, misery loves company Misery You insist that the weight of the world Should be on your shoulders Misery There's much more to life than what you see My friend of misery You just stood there screaming My friend of misery
Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and
Jason Newsted
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
THE STRUGGLE WITHIN
Reaching out for something you've got to feel While clutching to what you had thought was real Kicking at a dead horse pleases you No way of showing your gratitude So many things you don't want to do What is it? What have you got to lose? What the hell? What is it you think you're gonna find? Hypocrite Boredom sets into the boring mind Struggle within, it suits you fine Struggle within, your ruin Struggle within, you seal your own coffin Struggle within, the struggling within Home is not a home, it becomes a hell Turning it into your prison cell Advantages are taken, not handed out While you struggle inside your hell Reaching out Grabbing for something you've got to feel Closing in The pressure upon you is so unreal Struggle within, it suits you fine Struggle within, your ruin Struggle within, you seal your own coffin Struggle within, struggling within Struggle Reaching out for something you've got to feel While clutching to what you had thought was real What the hell? What is it you think you're gonna find? Hypocrite Boredom sets into the boring mind Struggle within, it suits you fine Struggle within, your ruin Struggle within, you seal your own coffin Struggle within, struggling within
Words and Music by James Hetfield and Lars
Ulrich
Copyright © 1991 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved