Wake Up Dead (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 Wake up dead The Conjuring (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 The conjuring. Obey! Peace Sells (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 we put a price on peace? Peace, Peace, peace sells... Peace sells... but who's buying? No, peace sells... Devil's Island (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! 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! Oh hear the call from the grave beyond Oh so pernicious, her 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! Here I am Good Mourning/Black Friday (Music, Lyrics: Mustaine) Hey, I don't feel so good Something's not right Something's coming over me What the fuck is this? 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 Bludgenous slaughters, my evil deeds My hammer's a cold piece of blood lethal steel I grin while you writhe with the pain that I deal Swinging the hammer, I hack through their heads Defiant defiler, you're next to be dead I unleash my hammer with sadistic intent Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head, yeah Their bodies convulse in agony and pain I mangle their faces 'til no features remain A blade for the butchering, I cut them to shreds First take out the organs then cut off the head The remains of their flesh now sop under my feet One more bloody massacre, the murder's complete I seek to dismember, a sadist fiend And bloodbaths are my way of getting clean I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill I have no remorse for the blood that I spill A merciless butcher who lives underground I'm out to destroy and I will cut you down I see you and I'm waiting for Black Friday 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 I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill I have no remorse for the blood that I spill 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 Bad Omen (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 concieve 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 No one can save them I Ain't Superstitious (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 Superstitious My Last Words (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, come on! Next vitim! You, next to die.