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Megadeth
Megadeth


Background information
Origin Los Angeles, California
Genre(s) Heavy Metal
Thrash Metal
Hard Rock
Speed Metal
Years active 1983—present
Label(s) Roadrunner Records
Capitol Records
Combat Records
Associated acts Metallica
Anthrax
Slayer
Eidolon
F5
Jag Panzer
Nevermore
Website Website
Members
Dave Mustaine
Chris Broderick
David Ellefson
Shawn Drover
Former members
James LoMenzo
Jimmy DeGrasso
Glen Drover
Greg Handevidt
Dijon Carruthers
Lee Rausch
Kerry King
Gar Samuelson
Chris Poland
Mike Albert
Chuck Behler
JayJay Reynolds
Jeff Young
Nick Menza
Marty Friedman
Al Pitrelli
Vinnie Colaiuta
Jimmy Sloas
James MacDonough



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Megadeth Album


Endgame (09/15/2009)
09/15/2009
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Dialectic Chaos (instrumental)
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Dialectic Chaos

[No lyrics]

. . .


For this I was chosen
Because I fear nothing
With confidence I tread through the dead of night
Off to another wartorn faraway battlefields
Wherein lies a demonic enemy horde

On this day I decide to annoint my fist
Engaging them in the mode of power and war

Stoping at nothing just short of fulfilling my destiny
Willing to die in my will after you for what I believe

A despair? of men striking fear in their hearts
Invading their dreams before the day even starts

Wet with your blood I sharpen my sword
No turning the other cheek like a coward
Come tommorow I may lay down and die
But not this day!

Sent on an unholy quest
To reduce all those who resist
???? souls
????

Vanquish the strangle horse? that the netherworld sent for me
The last request of my life is to die killing my enemies

Bathed in blood up to my horses bridle
It's death to retreat, there's no chance of survival

Wet with your blood I sharpen my sword
No turning the other cheek like a coward
Come tommorow I may lay down and die
But not this day

This Day We Fight!

Stripped of fallen heroes
??? are wounded
Collect the spoils of war
and send them the dead

This Day We Fight!

. . .


Baptized in a firefight
Hot blood running cold as ice
44 Minutes of target practice
All hell breaking loose
All blood washing the porch
Down to a firefight, with a pocketknife...

. . .


Grinding my teeth, white knuckles grasp at the wheel
I rush from an avalanche of adrenaline, it's all that I feel
As quick as a bolt of lightning, a rocket ride in a bucket seat
It doesn't get any better than this, it just feeds my need for speed

Supercharged, strapped in and screaming
Fire spiting from the pipes
A burnout by the flame throwing fury
8, 000 horses ignite
Full throttle, hit the ground running
With a tank full of nitro
And it's 1, 320' to go to the finish line

Solo - Chris

My hands hold tight, a fire breathing stampede
I fall into a trance, hold my breath till the light turns green
In a cloud of nitro methane, melting rubber, I say my prayers
Man and machine accelerate and I vanish in thin air

Supercharged, strapped in and screaming
Fire spiting from the pipes
A burnout by the flame throwing fury
8, 000 horses ignite
Full throttle, hit the ground running
With a tank full of nitro
And it's 1, 320' to go to the finish line

. . .


They ball-gagged Lady Justice
And blindfolded her so she can't see
The erosion of the peoples' trust
Of what will come to be an FDIC Assisted Suicide

The depression of a depression
Worldwide suicide for the economy
Caused by the dialectic chaos when the
Mob on Wall Street took "We the people" for a ride

When its dog eat dog, you are what you eat
Just like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds
Like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds
Just like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds

Solo - Chris

They took everything and anything
As long as it once belonged to me
The rats got all the money; the roaches
Licked the cupboards clean of TV dinners and beer

This never-ending nightmare
Of the dreams I'll never, ever get to see
And just one silver-bullet to your head
It will set me free from all the life I wasted trusting you

When its dog eat dog, you are what you eat
Just like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds
Like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds
When its dog eat dog, you are what you eat
Like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds
Just like the mad dog you bite the hand that feeds

Solo - Chris

. . .


This thing called "life" goes by so quickly
One day you're here and then you're gone
This is the moment I've lived my whole life for
And I'll never give up; I've waited too long

I've waited, waited too long, I've waited too long

And all along the road, all the bodies left behind
May all have been good friends; just not good friends of mine

I've been kicked out and said I quit
Then I said, "I had enough" and "this is it"
All I wanted was just one more show for the road
Cause it was over last time before I could blink, I could blink

I've waited, waited too long, I've waited too long

Chorus

Their bodies left behind

Solo - Dave
Solo - Chris

. . .


"Attention! Attention!! All citizens are ordered to report to their
District detention centers! Do not return to your homes; do not
contact anyone! Do not use any cellular or GPS devices!
Surrender all weapons at once! Attention! This way to the camps!"

I woke up in a black FEMA box
Darkness was all around me, in my coffin
My dreams are all nightmares anymore
And this is what I dream every night

The Leader of the New World Order, the President of the United States
Has declared anyone now residing inside the US of A
Without the RFID chip, you're just an illegal alien
An enemy combatant of America, welcome to the New World Order

This is the end of the road; this is the end of the line
This is the end of your life; this is the . . .

A society in a society, inside the fence life as you know it stops
They got their rules of conduct and we got ours
Be quick or be dead, you crumble up and die, the clock is
Ticking so slowly and so much can happen in an hour

Solo - Chris

This is the end of the road; this is the end of the line
This is the end of your life; this is the endgame

I learned my lessons the hard way, every scar I earned
I had to bleed, inside the day yard
A system of controlled movement, like a giant ant farm
Any time is long time, now you're not in charge of your time anymore

Solo - Chris

This is the end of the road; this is the end of the line
This is the end of your life; this is the end

Solo - Chris

The Ex-President signed a secret bill that can
Land a legal US Citizen in jail and the
Patriot act stripped away our constitutional rights
They say a Concentration camp just popped up, yeah, right!

Solo � Dave

Refuse the chip? Ha! Get persecute and beat by the
Tyranny of Mind control, for the mark of the beast
All rights removed, you're punished, captured, and enslaved
Believe me when I say, "This IS the Endgame!"

Solo - Dave

. . .


Your such a pretty face, Radiant
I saw you across the room, I knew I had to have you
I started the chase
I knew I would do anything to take your hand and make you mine
But I learnt long ago that if you love someone
You have to Let it go
The hardest part of letting go is saying goodbye

You severed away and it makes him sad
Beneath the venomous moonlight
Why unleash my plan to watch you fail
And why I am so Afraid?

Go to sleep my Love
And taste my sweet revenge upon your lips
Sealed with a kiss

I return to the masquerade bomb
I kneel the most if you're weeping
Storm by Stone and you order the wall
Forever left you say cheaping

Go to sleep my Love
And taste my sweet revenge upon your lips
Sealed with a kiss

But I've learnt long ago
That if you love someone you have to let it go,
Let it go let it go
The hardest part of letting go is saying goodbye
Goodbye, Let it go...

. . .


It's time to take your last walk in this world
Before your journey begins underground.
Not before we torment you
From your cell, straight to hell!
With a short detour in between.
Begging for mercy you’re all alone,
Unable to handle the pressure.
Before it's mortification!
Now let the torture begin!

Death from Head crusher
Head crusher!
Death from Head crusher!
Wow!

The horrific torture device.
For those who fail interrogation,
The most painful technique ever known,
People thirst for the worst
The skull's disintegration
Beaten, broken, in bloody wreck
Adding insult to injury!
Heed the cast but its much too late
Now let the torture begin!

Death by the Head crusher!
Head crusher!
Death by the Head crusher!

On your knees prisoners take your positions
Place your chin forward into the restraint
Your head slowly caves in from the compression
You'll faint to black out from the infernal pain

Twisting,jerking the shiest move
Your teeth are breaking loose
Crushed and splintering into your mouth
Winding down, cutting through
Like broken glass being chewed
Your fragmented skull and shattering bones

There's nothing you can do!

. . .


Far off on the horizon you can barely see their torches
But rest assured they're out there and they're coming
If you listen, the sound is growing nearer of infantry
Marching out a hypnotizing rhythm

Destroying every town, light it up and burn it down
You may not like it now, but this is how the story ends

Above the ring of clashing steel, they raise flags of war
A sign to all the warriors who cannot hear
Amidst smoke of cannonballs, they bang the drums of death
Pound a cadence out for those who cannot see

Destroying every town, light it up and burn it down
You may not like it now, but this is how the story ends
Poison the wells and scorch the earth, everything's slashed and burnt
You may not like it now, but this is how the story ends

Acoustic Solo - Dave
Solo - Chris

Destroying every town, light it up and burn it down
You may not like it now, but this is how the story ends
Poison the wells and scorch the earth, everything's slashed and burnt
You may not like it now, but this is how the story ends

. . .


I barely get to the graveyard shift on time
After pulling another grueling 9 to 5
I live from credit card to check
The paper money's whirling by
And I hardly just
Just barely only just survive

I'm living on the edge
Reality is teetering
My mind is on the brink

How will I face the day tomorrow
If I can't make it through today
I've got nothing left to lose but my sanity
And the right to go insane

I've got nothing left to lose but my mind
I've got nothing left to choose
So I think I'll go insane

My stomach aches
Insufficient funds
My cheeks are gaunt
And my guts are overdrawn
My head pounds
Starvation's giving me the shakes
Too much squalor
Too much pressure
Now I'm getting pissed

I'm living on the edge
Reality is teetering
My mind is on the brink

How will I face the day tomorrow
If I can't make it through today
I've got nothing left to lose but my sanity
And the right to go insane

I've got nothing left to lose but my mind
I've got nothing left to choose
So I think I'll go insane

. . .


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