Songs of the METAL CHURCH

I’m trapped in the pressure cooker when will I ever learn While my world has reached the boiling Point of of no return Don’t light a match near me

Many, many years ago on a distant shore Men did gather secretly beyond a hidden door They travelled long and travelled far Darkness through the night Yes, this is

I wonder why that meeting eyes could put your life on hold Do people feel humanity is something of the past? A kind hello, a favor done, these days

I’ve been waking up shaking, and the bottles are gone What will I do with my day, and how will I get along I need a replacement for the

Just the pain has worn me down Don’t play me far ahead Living quiet, fighting for some time Your gonna see one day Your not listening now You haven’t

From a blue sky falling? Father, I’m frightened, what will happen if it falls again? Will you be there to shelter me? The little dot that falls, a little

Please let us at them, Goes the barrack room cry, I’m glad I’m not going. I’m not dying to die. I’ve got all my medals Survived sneak attacks It’s

‘Cause I’ve been working, all night long for centuries Bloody Mary, the drink of choice for those who dabble In the nightlife, a well dressed beast with savoir-faire Great

Starved for destination, a beggar man by trade A desperate man needs more than someone else to blame Friendless he appears, he hides behind his tears For things he’s

In his mind confusion, nothing but delusion, thinking he was better off dead No one to be his savior, from the vises he made Voices callin’ to him, left