Critical Mass
The biosphere, the place we live it seems like we don't give a damn
Other species flushed down the tubes we need another race to rape
The way we live we will destroy every other living thing
Until none are left except our race and then we will destroy ourselves
Another oil spill atomic waste displaced another forest dies
Bring on the acid rain slightly insane, the type of greed
That makes a world unfit for life toxic wastes destroy the seas
While poison gas pollutes the air a waste of life, while no one cares
The earth becomes a giant tomb critical mass will be achieved and ruins will be all that's left
Another oil spill atomic waste displaced another forest dies
A Hell on Earth, what we create dragging life to death with us
All living things destroyed or used by shortsighted human beings
We do these things, let them be done apathy creates despair
The damage done will be too great the world wounded beyond repair
Another oil spill atomic waste displaced another forest dies
Something Wicked
Here comes the circus now to steal your life away
Catch unwary children at their play
Disturb what was a peaceful island of calm
A storm is coming on the horizon
The traveller begs for you his words to heed
To fear the evil thing that he proceeds
Recruiting evil in the autumn times of sin
A mad collection of broken men
Thunder ripping out across the sky
Draw the lightning out of my mind
By the prickling of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
The house of mirrors is your place of play
Ten thousand faces driving you insane
A carnival of hate crawling through your mind
A gripping fear that leaves you paralyzed
Thunder ripping out across the sky
Draw the lightning out of my mind
By the pricking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
Pounder
Ours is the journey, this is the way
Walk with me now, all of you travel with me
Feeling the music, the metal style
Pounding your head, we are all here for one thing
Gather here now live by the beat
This is our purpose it is why we come to meet
Hammering music with sickness we scream
Thrash metal music surviving all through the years
The tribe of metal loyal until death
Stand by the music beyond all change to the end
Fair-weather fans gone with new trends
Fashions may change but metal says on with the show
Human Wreckage
Across the globe hatreds stir the beast within
Another war for holy causes seems a sin
Letting loose hate your book says to abhor
I don't think your god approves of holy war
All these religions they say don't kill
But they've shed more blood and made more victims
In a world led by god's bigoted fools
An endless stream of martyrs charging to their doom
So in seven days god created all things
And on the eighth man was killing in his name
Tell the god what did you have in mind
When you let man turn against his own kind
Holy man or holy terror who can choose
Saving souls by killing what a sad misuse
The prophet's words are written now in blood red
And all his flock are killing until they are dead
Any injustice they have suffered is erased
By the blood of hapless victims they have shed
Led by those intent on hatred war and sin
Justified by twisting holy words intent
Fashion Junkie
Growing up I start my life the normal way
Learning by living, go to school, well not everyday
Finding limits, learning rules by pushing hard
Earning the right to choose by making the right choice
Living life I've got no regrets
No insecurities, I'm not subject to your whims
I'm not swayed, I'm who I want to be
Cast aside the status quo and maybe you'll be free
As I get older I begin to set my ways
Into the paths I follow, choosing how I spend my days
Running up against people with narrow minds
Who impose thoughts on me, make me one of their kind
Lack of personality, don't know who you are
Trapped inside conformity, live through someone else
Hiding from reality, crawl inside your hole
Growing near insanity, fashion casualty junkie
A struggle of our will, victory is my result
I'll not be swayed by your cheap tricks or your abuse
My life's my own to live, I'll do things in my way
What's so great about your world that I must be the same
Hang The Pope/Hypocrisy
Hang the Pope hang the Pope
Hang the Pope hang the Pope
Hang him with a fucking rope
Let's go to the Vatican, get him out of bed
Put the noose around his neck and hang him until he's dead
Hang the Pope hang the Pope
Hang the Pope hang the Pope
Hang him with a fucking rope
Let's go to the Vatican, get him out of bed
Put the noose around his neck and hang him until he's fucking dead
The righteous gather to deliver judgement never caring for the needs of the poor
Are you pro-life when you bomb their clinics killing the unborn and the born
It's also a sin to use protection or that is what you have us believe
You don't care because it doesn't affect you you're too fucking old to conceive
Wallow in hypocrisy wallow in hypocrisy
From where I stand and hear you talk, it really makes me sick
What's even worse is people seem to listen to these hicks
A woman's body's not your provence, none of your concern
So go back to your bible belt, you've got a lot to learn
Wallow in hypocrisy church and state conspiracy
Wallow in hypocrisy barring any leniency
Wallow in hypocrisy ancient in their dormancy
Wallow in hypocrisy they wallow in hypocrisy
Adoption's not the answer either is it fair for you to say
That she should go through pregnancy so a total stranger can take it away
Why don't you just mind our business leave the rest of us alone
Because I don't care about the bible or what your holy pope condones
Wallow in hypocrisy wallow in hypocrisy
The righteous gather to deliver judgement never caring for the needs of the poor
Are you pro-life when you bomb their clinics killing the unborn and the born
It's also a sin to use protection or that is what you have us believe
You don't care because it doesn't affect you you're too fucking old to conceive
Wallow in hypocrisy wallow in hypocrisy
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