Альбом Megadeth

(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

I sneak in my own house
It's four in the morning
I've had too much to drink
Said I was out with the boys
I creep in my bedroom
I slip into bed
I know if I wake her
I'll wake up dead

I wonder, will she find out?
About the other, other lover...
Diana

Wake up dead, you die
Wake up dead, and buried
Wake up dead, you die

(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

Welcome to our sanguinary sect or worship
Feel at home in our black conventicle
As we anathmastise
All those who oppose us.
Don't summon the devil,
Don't call the priests
If you need the strength,
The conjuring, obey!

Behold! the flames rise
From the compass' cardinal points
Burn the sacred oil,
And with the ashes you'll annoint

Arrange the symbols
Of the wizard and magician.
Light the candles,
Place the parchment paper in position
Between its leaves place
The lash from a black cat's eye,
A straw of a broom,
Fold, burn and centralize.

Don't summon the devil,
Don't call the priests
If you need the strength,
The conjuring.

I am the devil's advocate
A salesman, if you will.
You know my name.

I met your father years ago
Gave him what he'd please.
He called my name, you'll do the same.

I'm claiming what is mine by right
It's time to close the deal.
You're bought and sold, bought and sold.

Come join me in my infernal depths,
Mephisto's Hall of Fame
I've got your soul, I've got your soul.

(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"?
I talk to him everyday.
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"?
I go to court when I have to
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"?
I got nothing better to do.
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?

If there's a new way,
I'll be the first in line.
But it better work this time.

What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"?
I didn't know you had any feelings.
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
Just not your kind.
What do you mean, "I couldn't be the President
Of the United States of America"?
Tell me something, it's still "We the people," right?

If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line
But it better work this time

Can you put a price on peace?

Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Pace sells... but who's buying?
Pace sells... but who's buying?
Pace sells... but who's buying?
Pace sells... but who's buying?

(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

The light that fill my lonely cell,
Is blocked out by the key,
That locks the door to this hell,
The place they wanted me.
Time's racing like the wind,
Execution's near.
Oh Lord, I wait for death,
And yes, I have no fear.
I recall that night, my every breath,
And step along the way.
Closed my eyes, walking,
As danger paved the way.
The devil and the darkness
Let her evil wander free.
And here on Devil's Island,
The final stop for me.

Devil's Island! Devil's Island!

Oh there's no escape,
The sea is full of sharks.
The tides take you way
And smash you on the rocks.
The sun is shining,
But feel not today,
Its warmth, it's dying,
And fading away.

Devil's Island! Devil's Island!

Oh hear the call,
From the grave beyond
Oh so pernicious,
Her soul could, it creates song.
As there is no man that is
Here upon the earth,
Able to terminate our
Noisome will since birth.

The priest that reads the sermons,
Is walking next to me,
To the stake, my last request,
To have her burn with me.
But so it did, the heavens opened,
Rain began to fall.
The final judgment came.
And was spread before you all.

Final Judgment!

Old, weak, and feeble,
But the lesson taught to me,
To stay away from evil,
She doesn't care for me.
She haunts me in my sleep,
Though I tore that page away.
And here on Devil's Island,
I'll always have to stay.

Devil's Island! Devil's Island!
Here I am

Devil's Island! Devil's Island!

...Good Mourning...

Hey, I don't feel so good.
Something's not right...
Something's coming over me.
What the fuck is this?

Whooooa!

[Verse 1]
Killer, intruder, homicidal man,
You see me coming, run fast as you can.
A blood thirsty demon is stalking the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat.
Blood thirsty demon, sinister fiend,
Bludgeonous slaughters, my evil deed.

[Verse 2]
My hammer's a cold piece of blood-lethal steel.
I grin while you writhe with the pain that I deal.
To swinging the hammer, I hack through their heads,
Defiant defilers, you're next to be dead.
I unleash my hammer... with sadistic intent.
Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head.
Yeah!

[Verse 3]
The bodies convulse in agony and pain.
I mangle their faces 'till no features remain.
A blade for the butchering, I cut them to shreds.
First take out the organs, then cut off the head.
Remains of flesh now sop under my feet.
One more bloody massacre, the murder's complete.
I seek to dismember a sadist fiend.
Bloodbaths are my way of getting clean.
I lurk in the alley. Wait for the kill.
I have no remorse for the blood... that I spill...

[Chorus]
A merciless butcher that lives underground.
I'm out to destroy and I will cut you down.
Cut you down...
I see you... and I'm waiting... for Black Friday!

CUT ME LOOSE!

[Verse 4]
Killer, intruder, homicidal man,
If you see me coming, run as fast as you can.
A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat.
Blood thirsty demon, sinister fiend,
Bludgeonous slaughters, my evil deed.

[Chorus]
A merciless butcher who lives underground.
I'm out to destroy and I will cut you down.

It's Black Friday! Paint the devil on the wall!
It's Black Friday! Paint the devil on the wall!
It's Black Friday! Paint the devil on the wall!
It's Black Friday! Paint the devil on the wall!
It's Black Friday! Paint the devil on the wall!
It's Black Friday! Paint the devil on the wall!
It's Black Friday! Paint the devil on the wall!
It's Black Friday! Paint the devil on the- devil on the- devil on the wall!

(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

Down fell the stars
And they splashed in the sea.
"Mi nomine baphomet,"
Come dance with me.
Sacrifice the virgins,
Spiritual rites.
Their master has come,
The moon is full tonight.

Drinking, dancing,
They worship and toast.
The Devil, who's watching,
With demons remote.
Fire, rising,
Racing in your blood.
Possessed, naive,
His service is done.

Bloody blasphemy

Sinister's the word
As the demons take their fill.
An orgy's taking place,
Human blood will spill.
And act of worship
As they conceive the ghouls.
Satan has their souls,
They sing pagan tunes.

The ceremony is sure to be cursed.
They wait for his blessing
But down comes the worst.
Their bodies, souless,
A corpse from the grave.
Their minds are helpless
And no one can save them,

(Music, lyrics: Willie Dixon)

I ain't superstitious
When a black cat crosses my path.
And I ain't superstitious
As I break the looking glass.
Ain't afraid of no demons,
Don't make me laugh!
I ain't superstitious,
Under the ladder I go.
I ain't superstitious,
It's all bullshit don't you know?
Ain't afraid of the shadows,
I like the dark anyway, and that's a fact!
Superstitious

I ain't superstitious,
No such thing as bad luck.
I ain't superstitious,
I couldn't really give a fuck.
Take your stupid superstitions
And find some other,
Paranoidal, chickenshit, sissy, worm,
And tell it to him.

(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

My life's on time
But again my sense is late.
Feel a might unsteady
But I still have to play.
Six to one's the odds
And we have the highest stakes.
And once again I gamble
With my very life today.

Highly polished metal,
The oil makes it gleam.
Fill the terror chamber,
Your mind begins to scream.
Your life is like a trigger,
Never troubled till you're squeezed.
You you crack a smile
As you give the gun a squeeze.

Place the pistol down,
Now give the gun a spin.
Soon as the spinning stops,
Oh no, the game starts in.
A hateful way of vengeance,
A bit of playful sin.
Load another bullets,
Now the second round begins.

A couple grains of power,
A couple grams of lead.
A touch against the trigger,
A touch inside the head.
Take another drink
And raise the last bets.
Think about my last words,
They might be what I just said.

A click comes from the hammer
That couldn't drive a nail.
Sense the numbing cold blue
Or the red of Hades' grill.
A fraction of a second,
Do you lose or maybe still.
Pass it to the left
And collect your mighty kill.

Add another bullet,
The third round begins.
Soon as the spinning stops,
Oh no, the game starts in.
Please, no IOUs
No markers for death.
Does anybody play? Anybody?
Somebody? Anybody play?

You, you! Next victim! You, next to die.
You, you! Next victim! You, next to die.
You, come on! Next victim! You, next to die.