1. |
Enter Titanus
03:34
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Mutronic
Demonic
Mechanic
Satanic
Enter
Titanus
Instigation of invasion, circuitry hotwired,
A crushulating automatons pistons are up-fired
Explosivating back online, the bastard son of gods design,
Destroyer Of Nations, spare us yet. Lest we forget—lest we forget!
Mutronic
Enter
Titanus
A subatomic, cargant-u-chronic behemoth is revealed,
Devastating demonic crude combusts Corroded Steel
Ravaging our sacred lands, mankind fights his final stand,
Dawn of ruin, embrace your son. Doomsday's begun-Doomsday's begun.
FLEE OR FIGHT OR DIIIIE
(1.40) CRUSH.
Epic solo trade off - 1 minute.
(Key
Change)
Gang - Under last solo
A tanformination of desolation landscape stands before,
Cascading city horizons has been pounded to the floor,
(Our) nations defence beyond repair, A Colussus snuffs your final prayers
Bow to your kness and hope for haste as you're laid to waste - We're laid to waaaaste.
Ti-tan-uuus
Ti-tan-uuus
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2. |
Let's Go Apeshit
03:46
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Lets Go Apeshit
The tour has hit the city, the wrecking crew is here,
So bring along your bourbon, blunts & beer,
Regret the pain tomorrow, coz were living for tonight,
The brotherhood of metal makes it right,
0.33 - It's the first can of the day
There'll be a lot more if I get my way
Heading to the city, the staion's getting near,
We'll make tonight the piss up of the year,
0.50 - Then a shot turns into five
Sneak past the guards when we arrive
I'll hate my self tomorrow….
0.58 - But gimmie tonight
we're getting wasted
just gimie tonight
and let's go apeshit
Just gimmie…..
POW
There may be lovers but it's bros before ho's,
Nobody makes the rules, that's just how we roll,
Smash my head in when I wake tomorrow,
Until then, just let it go…..
Solos 145-232
2.32 - Refuse get up and get out of the pub
An early bedtime then turns into a club
the taxi fare becomes a twelve inch sub
Now I know that I'm fucked
2.45 - Whooooaaah, going apeshiiiit,
2.54 - But gimie tonight
Coz I'm Gonna get wasted
just gimie tonight
And lets go apeshit
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3. |
The Iron Matron
03:44
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Trapped in a hospice,
Strapped in a bed,
The Iron matron,
Will soon see you dead.
She’ll hold you down,
With her awful icy stare,
She’ll take a rusty razor
And shave off your pubic hair.
The iron matron she comes,
The Iron matron,
she comes,
To kill you all.
No chance to run away,
And nothing you can say,
She’s creeping to your room,
With needles for your doom,
Better run away,
No-one to save the day,
A demon in costume,
This ward becomes your tomb,
Instruments to save life,
Are used for awful deeds,
The only smile she ever gives,
When she watches patents bleed,
You’ll never breakout,
From this hospital of death,
Her garter grips your throat,
As you draw your final breath,
No chance to run away,
And nothing you can say,
She’s creeping to your room,
With needles for your doom,
Better run away,
No-one to save the day,
A demon in costume,
This ward becomes your tomb,
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4. |
Deadly Wheels of Steel
03:43
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5. |
Helms Deep
03:48
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White hand of saurauman calls to arms
Scorched villages, Burning farms,
Women and children to the keep,
Brothers of Rohan To Helms Deep.
The Calling of man,
Stand Side by side,
Earth... will fall and burn,
Or... Rohan will ride,
Farmers, ferriers, stableboys,
Now fighters old and new,
Shoulder to shoulder we will stand,
and see the red dawn through,
We've culled fell deeds from battles past
We shall defend these walls,
Ten thousand come, ten thousand fall,
Destroy the orks, DESTROY THEM ALL!
The Calling of man,
Stand Side by side,
Earth... will fall and burn,
Or... Rohan will ride,
Blood red pools
with black tar
These gates have to hold.....
Horns will sound,
One last time
Death or glory ride,
The walls are breaced, the keep will fall
Leave dead, The wounded save,
Hope has forsaken these lands
So Retreat to the caves,
Swords will clash & shields will splinter
Manflesh shall not feast,
At first light on the fith day,
at dawn look to the east.
The Calling of man,
Stand Side by side,
Earth... will fall and burn,
Or... Rohan will ride,
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6. |
Stairway To Hell
04:01
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Stairway To Hell
Crushed my Hope, can't wait any longer,
I drew a line in the sand
Eyes dim grey, she's fading away,
May the gods guide my hand,
Undead beat at my door (aaaah ahhhh)
Is this worth fighting for? (THIS MEANS WAR)
Arms swing back and they start to tremble,
I wait for the turn,
Her chest falls still, now it's my turn to kill.
For the damage is done,
Undead beat down my door (aaaah ahhhh)
Is this worth fighting for? (THIS MEANS WAR)
(solo passage x2)
Alone, I will move on,
Along, until all are one,
Alone, I will move on,
Along, until all are one,
(Epic Death Riff)
I apologise, I missed the signs,
Her cries had gone ignored
I stood my ground while those around,
Had barricaded doors,
Unprepared to burn the stairs
and wait to be devoured
I tried to fight, she took a bite
She'll be one of them in hours.....
Arms whip forward, it's time to end this
And release all this pain,
Til death do us part, we go back to the start,
With spade to her brain
Time to settle the score.....
Fighting for the right to fight what we've been fighting for (THIS MEANS WAR)
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7. |
Stormbringers
04:24
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A noble king, a warrior, cursed with a frail shell,
A crippled mans remains, now condemned to live in hell,
The lords of death will make this change,
With the one who tames the burning blade,
,,,,,To rise & rule the world from beyond the grave,
Lo pan never rests,
His stormbringers ride,
two thousand year old quest,
For the girl with green eyes,
The prophets sent the best,
Who/he these kung fu guys,
On the pork chop express,
For the girl with green eyes,
Passing through the neighbourhood, one dark & stormy night,
Born with lightning reflexes, Born ready for the fight,
Brings order in where chaos rules,
He rides the storm, He's paid his dues,
....To rise and atomise the blaze of the green flame,
The lighting crash, the thunder rolls and the rain blots out the sun,
In the eye of the tornado, Jack Burton stands alone, x2
We really shook the pillars of hell...
NO HORSESHIT,
NO HORSESHIT,
Collect my dues then I'll be on my way,
Look the storm straight in the eye,
I'LL TAKE IT,
I'LL TAKE IT,
Heed this tail, you might live to see the day,
Lo pan never rests,
His stormbringers ride,
two thousand year old quest,
For the girl with green eyes,
The prophets sent the best,
Who/he these kung fu guys,
On the pork chop express,
For the girl with green eyes,
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8. |
The King of Sweden
03:49
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One fateful morn, a child was born, in June of 63
To be a master string-smith, His destiny would be
The gods pulled out all stops and give him tasty skills
With flying picks and big high kicks he dishes out the thrills
Hail the king of Sweden
Hail the king of Sweden
Ten feet tall with giant hands and fire in his eyes
He has a mane of purest silk we're tellin' you no lies
A lot of twats play fender strats, but he is the exception
He makes it cool, because he rules, and gives us all erections,
Hail the king of Sweden
(Hail) the king of Sweden
With a wall of Marshalls he owns the fucking stage
but bathe him in green or blue he'll burn with rage
(for) those colours so I'm told just may detract His glory
so listen well my metal friend or He'll unleash the fury
Hail the king of Sweden
(Hail) the king of Sweden
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9. |
Nightbeast
03:00
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A summers night barbeque, the germ begins to breed,
Ripe and rotten through and through, spreading it's disease,
Meat feast
Night Beast
Born in the flame, he'll execute, his murderous crusade,
New life for him (and death for you) from satans marinade,
Meat feast
Night Beast
He rocks hard
Meat feast
Night Beast
He's rock hard
Solo 1
As humans flee, his beef heart beats, for the thrill of the chase
If caught you'll be, a rotisserie, spinning on his blades, yeaaaahhhh
Whoah whoah whoah
Now.... is......the reign of nightbeast
ON... YOUR....KNEES
Bow to your knees for the reign of nightbeast
ON... YOUR....KNEES
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10. |
Two Glass Eyez
03:41
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We cast off and set sail from Dover,
We head for the sun to Calais,
We shall prevail,
With two dozen ales,
and a Drum of spice rum on the way.
Brit invaders,
Booze crusaders,
We plundered the cheese ham and snide bread
The canvas replaced by the bars,
Sunstroked and wishing we were dead,
Our lobster skin's our calling card,
Then from the shade,
We surge for the stage,
Sail to the east,
For maidens and priests,
(at) sun down, (it's) our town.
We squandered our treasure in Deutchland,
They danced for our pleasure in 'dam,
Burned but alive,
But we must survive,
With noodles and old tins of spam.
Stoned, broke, with sunstroke
Brit invaders,
Booze crusaders,
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11. |
Mole in The Ocean
03:41
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12. |
Second Opinion
01:08
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Derr Der Derr Der Derr Derrrrr....
Deeeerr De Derr Der Derr Derrrrrrrr....
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Hospital Of Death Warrington, UK
Bunch of Northern monkeys that have been playing Thrash Metal and NWOBHM since the early 90's as they were toddlers in the
80's.
As former pro-active advocates of the tape trading scene and beyond, they now somehow urge you to buy their DIY album while stealing Billion Dollar movies off Pirate Bay.
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