Death's pointed at your head

Your mind's on the trigger pull it

Bludgeon bodies give up their muted horror story

Scene of your rage

Death is not strange

Blood on the walls

You stand alone satisfied 



I'll wake the silence in you

I'll shoot the violence through you 



Terrified by the thought that you are all alone

Paralyzed by the fact that you are not alone

You're losing your mind, I'm losing control

You're losing your mind, as I bury your world 



I'll wake the silence in you

I'll shoot the violence through you 



I can't remember yet someone always seems to die

You are the reason why I became the chosen one

I've got the right

God makes no sense

I've got the right

I feel my back against the wall 



Lead - Hanneman



Death's pointed at your head

Your mind's on the trigger pull it

Bludgeon bodies give up their muted horror story

Scene of my rage

Scene of my rage

Death is your name

You're facing your grave

I taste your tears caress your face

I watch you lie insane

Dying for love

Praying to die

I want what's inside you

Dressed in your blood

You wear it well

Dying because I care

Your eyes are wide but you can't see

Rotting my lust away

I'll shoot the violence through you

And wake the part that's dead

I hate the silence in you

I want what's in your head