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Dystopia

Dystopia

The Threat is Real

Music / Lyrics by Dave Mustaine

Justified obliteration, no one cares anymore The Messiah or mass murderer No controlling who comes through the door A culture made of cover-ups Will leprosy touch their flesh? For backroom meetings and rendezvous The vultures have come home to nest The clock runs out, the weakest link A deadly strike, the threat is real! See the burnished images of A crest fallen agency Violent conditioning, caused the nature of the enemy Your terminal lack of vision Blinded eyes see no light A chronic lack of perspective Their cancer now eats us alive A fatal shot, a lust for blood The final act, the threat is real! Justified obliteration, no one cares anymore The Messiah or mass murderer No controlling who comes through the door A culture made of cover-ups Will leprosy touch their flesh? For backroom meetings and rendezvous The vultures have come home to nest The clock runs out, the weakest link A deadly strike, the threat is real! A fatal shot, a lust for blood The final act, the threat is real!

Dystopia

Dave Mustaine

"What you don't know" the legend goes "can't hurt you" If you only want to live and die in fear They tell us to believe just half of what we see And absolutely nothing that we hear Resist the twist to truth no matter what the cost Supplant the rights with wrongs inside our heads Outlawing all the questions to the answers That no one likes when someone ends up dead Dystopia Dystopia Dystopia Dystopia "What you don't know" the legend goes "can't hurt you" If you only want to live and die in a cage There's panic and there's chaos, rampant in the streets Where useless thoughts of peace are met with rage Demoralized and overmastered people think The quickest way to end a war is lose Dictatorship ends starting with tyrannicide You must destroy the cancer at it's root Dystopia Dystopia Dystopia Dystopia

Fatal Illusion

Dave Mustaine

Lost inside the system, locked away without a key No one will ever miss a menace to society A gross lack of potential, bad decisions made in spite A touchy hairpin trigger and such a wasted life Trying to break the mold of a broken family Fight against your failure, and living on his knees Guilty of a crime of nonconformity A hanging judge and jury handing down the penalty A lethal injection, now they watch the body jerk Exterminate the problem, except it didn't work No vital sign of life, they declared it wasn't there Coroner never checked, because he didn't fucking care Passing off the body, they all believe he died Starting up the hearse, now for a final drive Like whistling past a graveyard, when walking by at night It's a fatal illusion to think that evil never dies In a darkened mortuary, reeking of formaldehyde Aroused from deadly slumber, something opened up his eyes Spilling all their blood was a promise that he'd keep Hate so strong revived him from a deep necrotic sleep Clawing away the casket lid until his fingers bleed He grabbed a knife and set out on a vivisection spree A butcher, hell bent, massacring each one with his blade From the first one to the last, he dispatched them to the grave It's a fatal illusion... Evil never dies It never dies

Death from Within

Dave Mustaine

The heat is raging from the rising fires of war Embers of avarice soon begin to soar Vengeance breeding greater vengeance, two eyes for one eye Crowning burning hatred that’s lying deep inside A token gift, destroyers deep within its hold Revenge of patient men is sweet and best served cold The enemy inside the belly of the beast A mighty Trojan horse, tonight the sentries sleep On the march... No place to run Time has come... No where to hide The moon is red... No one is safe From spilling blood... no living thing survives Here they fight... regretting nothing Here you die... the walls are caving in Nothing left... a lethal encounter Its judgment time... when death comes from within Warning signs ignored, they have all but been denied Prophets and messengers, mocked and vilified Final destination lying deep inside their court Their first line of defense soon became their last resort Hardened deceivers entered through their open gates Silent trained assassins, lying still, in wait On the march... No place to run Time has come... No where to hide The moon is red... No one is safe From spilling blood... no living thing survives Here they fight... regretting nothing Here you die... the walls are caving in Nothing left... a lethal encounter Its judgment time... when death comes from within Death from within...

Bullet to the Brain

Dave Mustaine

No one knows what draws the moth to the flame And nothing costs as much as playing the game She had to know, know, know... he'd give love for sex He had to know, know, know... she'd give sex for love The taste, touching his tongue, sweet to his lips Poison, now penetrating deeper Betrayed by just one bite, for just one night To find forbidden fruit tastes sweeter Just like pressing a loaded gun to your head One knows only the spider can navigate its web She had to know, know, know... he'd get what he wants He had to know, know, know... she'd get what she needs Soon under the spell, emotions are high Mind control penetrating deeper The hex was cast on him, all he believes Now is forbidden fruit tastes sweeter She had to know, know, know... he'd win at the start He had to know, know, know... she'd win in the end His one last thought blew his mind, bullet to the brain Hot lead was penetrating deeper Just one reckless shot squeezed from the hand That knows forbidden fruit tastes sweeter

Post American World

Dave Mustaine

We see each other through different eyes Segregating ourselves by class and size It's me against you in everything that they do This planet's become one big spinning disaster If you don't like where we're going Then you won't like what's coming next What will we look like? In a post American world Why cower to all those Who oppose the American world? When you walk away from that which makes you strong You only fool yourself; you only weaken your cause There's creeping hate if you resist the false narrative Crushing all the dissenters who still think for them selves If you don't like where we're going Then you won't like what's coming next What will we look like? In a post American world Why cower to all those Who oppose the American world?

Poisonous Shadows

Dave Mustaine / Kiko Loureiro

How much pain, do you need to feel. How much shame, do you have to conceal. There is no sunshine, just endless nights. Nobody's there, nobody cares when you cry. Is it my face you see? Do I haunt you in your sleep? On your hands and knees when you crawl Through your nightmares. When there's no more grace Does your heartbeat start to race? Crawling everywhere in the dark Poisonous shadows. How many secrets, do you keep inside? How many sins, do you have to hide? The haunting masses, have blackened the sun. You'll pay for everything you've done One by one. Is it my face you see? Do I mock you in your sleep? On your hands and knees when you crawl Through your nightmares. When there's no more grace Does your heartbeat start to race? Crawling everywhere in the dark Poisonous shadows. Is it my face you see? Do I haunt you in your sleep? On your hands and knees when you crawl Through your nightmares. When there's no more grace Does your heartbeat start to race? Crawling everywhere in the dark Poisonous shadows. Is it my face you see? Do I haunt you in your sleep? On your hands and knees when you crawl Through your nightmares. When there's no more grace Does your heartbeat start to race? Crawling everywhere in the dark Poisonous shadows. (It's like I woke up and she was right there you know, I can almost touch her although she's been gone for years now I can feel her I can feel her watching me)

Conquer or Die

Lying in State

Dave Mustaine

What we are witnessing is the decline of western civilization Crushing our potential and piling it on, how will history portray us? Attack the family, attack their faith and dreams Attack the body and the head will fall A lasting legacy or ruin brought in haste? The enemy of truth is lying there in state Another day, another manufactured crisis keeping the people distracted There's no one playing by the rules anymore, how will history portray us? A broken backbone with nothing left to lose? That hate the sight of all the ones that do? A lasting legacy or ruin brought in haste? The enemy of truth is lying there in state A shiny new agenda, birthed from a depraved mind Of failing us on purpose, to culturally sanitize Its opiates for the masses under cloak as hope and change The "new normal" or just more of the same? The perfect plan Must have an alibi And the perfect pawn To spew the party line Of the perfect falsehood Spoke a thousand times The perfect words Cover the greatest crime Hell is turning itself inside out To lead its path up to meet us And we deliberately take A step, one foot closer to the grave

The Emperor

Dave Mustaine

Come here Closer... Who do you Who do you think you are? Some kind of super star? We'll see Where do you? Where do you think you are? That shit won't get you far With me You're just so dashing You marvel at the sound Of your own voice, as you crash into the ground You look so perfect, but everybody knows They're petrified to say the emperor has no robes So bloody perfect, but everybody knows They're just so petrified that the emperor has no clothes Just so you know That's how it goes You're bad You're bad for my health Because you make me sick You prick Don't you know? Don't you know who I am? You know I'd like your face To kick If your lips are moving I know you must be lying You even suck the life out of dying You look so perfect, but everybody knows They're petrified to say the emperor has no robes So bloody perfect, but everybody knows They're just so petrified that the emperor has no clothes ​(Guitar solo - Kiko Loureiro) ​(Guitar solo - Dave Mustaine) The house of cards are falling Luck is running thin Father forgive him, being a punk is not a sin You look so perfect, but everybody knows They're petrified to say the emperor has no robes So bloody perfect, but everybody knows They're just so petrified that the emperor has no clothes You look so perfect, perfect The emperor has no clothes So bloody perfect, perfect The emperor has no clothes You look so perfect, perfect The emperor has no clothes So bloody perfect, perfect And everybody knows Except you

Foreign Policy

Lee Ving

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