Disposable Heroes by: Metallica Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all Victim of what said should be A servant `til I fall [Chorus:] Soldier boy, made of clay Now an empty shell Twenty one, only son but he served us well Bred to kill, not to care Do just as we say Finished here, Greeting Death He's yours to take away Back to the front You will do what I say, when I say Back to the front You will die when I say, you must die Back to the front You coward You servant You blindman [End Chorus] Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow More a man, more stripes you wear, glory seeker trends Bodies fill the fields I see The slaughter never ends [Chorus] {Why, Am I dying? Kill, have no fear Lie, live off lying Hell, Hell is here} x2 I was born for dying Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say had no chance to see myself, molded day by day Looking back I realize, nothing have I done left to die with only friend Alone I clench my gun [Chorus] {Back to the front}x5. Gangland by: Iron Maiden Shadows may hide you but also may be your grave You're running today maybe tomorrow you'll be saved You pray for daylight to save you for a while You wonder if your children will face the killer's smile Dead men -- tell no tales In Gangland -- murder's up for sale Dead men -- tell no tales In Gangland -- where jail birds die Face at the window leers into your own But it's only your reflection still you tremble in your bones How long can you hide? How long till they come? A rat in a trap but you've got to survive Once you were glad to be free for a while The air tasted good and the world was your friend Then came the day when the hard times began Now your alone but alive for how long? A knife at your throat another body on the pile A contract to keep and it's service with a smile Murder for vengeance or murder for gain Death on the streets or a blackened out jail
Dead men -- tell no tales In Gangland -- murder's up for sale Dead men -- tell no tales In Gangland -- where jail birds die In Gangland you tell no tales Angel of Death by: Slayer Auschwitz, the meaning of pain The way that I want you to die Slow death, immense decay Showers that cleanse you of your life Forced in Like cattle You run Stripped of Your life's worth Human mice, for the Angel of Death Four hundred thousand more to die Angel of Death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Sadistic, surgeon of demise Sadist of the noblest blood Destroying, without mercy To benefit the Aryan race Surgery, with no anesthesia Feel the knife pierce you intensely Inferior, no use to mankind Strapped down screaming out to die Angel of Death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Infamous butcher, Angel of Death Pumped with fluid, inside your brain Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes Burning flesh, drips away Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil Frigid cold, cracks your limbs How long can you last In this frozen water burial? Sewn together, joining heads Just a matter of time 'Til you rip yourselves apart Millions laid out in their Crowded tombs Sickening ways to achieve The holocaust Seas of blood, bury life Smell your death as it burns Deep inside of you Abacinate, eyes that bleed Praying for the end of Your wide awake nightmare Wings of pain, reach out for you His face of death staring down, Your blood running cold Injecting cells, dying eyes Feeding on the screams of The mutants he's creating Pathetic harmless victims Left to die Rancid Angel of Death Flying free (LEADS: HANNEMAN, KING, HANNEMAN, KING, HANNEMAN) Angel of Death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Infamous butcher, Angel of Death Angel of Death Aces High by: Iron Maiden There goes the siren that warns of the air raid, Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak. Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne, Got to get up for the coming attack. Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines, Remove all the wheelblocks there's no time to waste. Gathering speed as we head down the runway, Got to get airborne before it's too late.