Ride The Lightning

1. Fight Fire With Fire -- 4:442. Ride The Lightning -- 6:363. For Whom The Bell Tolls -- 5:10 4. Fade To Black -- 6:56 5. Trapped Under Ice -- 4:30 6. Escape -- 4:23 7. Creeping Death -- 6:36 8. The Call Of Ktulu -- 8:52

FIGHT FIRE WITH FIRE

(Hetfield, Ulrich, Burton)

Do unto others as they have done to you But what the hell is this world coming to?

Blow the universe into nothingness Nuclear warfare shall lay us to rest

Fight fire with fire Ending is near Fight fire with fire Bursting with fear

We all shall die

Time is like a fuse, short and burning fast Armageddon is here, like said in the past

Fight fire with fire Ending is near Fight fire with fire Bursting with fear

Soon to fill our lungs the hot winds of death The gods are laughing, so take your last breath

Fight fire with fire Ending is near Fight fire with fire Bursting with fear

Fight fire with fire (repeat)

RIDE THE LIGHTNING

(Hetfield, Ulrich, Burton, Mustaine)

Guilty as charged But damn it, it ain't right There is someone else controlling me

Death in the air Strapped in the electric chair This can't be happening to me

Who made you God to say "I'll take your life from you!!"

Flash before my eyes Now it's time to die Burning in my brain I can feel the flame

Wait for the sign To flick the switch of death It's the beginning of the end

Sweat, chilling cold As I watch death unfold Consciousness is my only friend

My fingers grip with fear What am I doing here?

Flash before my eyes Now it's time to die Burning in my brain I can feel the flame

Someone help me Oh please God help me They are trying to take it all away I don't want to die

Time moving slow The minutes seem like hours The final curtain call I see

How true is this? Just get it over with If this is true, just let it be

Wakened by horrid scream Freed from this frightening dream

Flash before my eyes Now it's time to die Burning in my brain I can feel the flame

FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS

(Hetfield, Ulrich, Burton)

Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey On they fight, for they are right, yes, but who's to say? For a hill, men would kill, why? They do not know Suffered wounds test their pride Men of five, still alive through the raging glow Gone insane from the pain that they surely know

For whom the bell tolls Time marches on For whom the bell tolls

Take a look to the sky just before you die It's the last time he will Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery He hears the silence so loud Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see

For whom the bell tolls Time marches on For whom the bell tolls

FADE TO BLACK

(Hetfield, Ulrich, Burton, Hammett)

Life it seems, will fade away Drifting further every day Getting lost within myself Nothing matters no one else I have lost the will to live Simply nothing more to give There is nothing more for me Need the end to set me free

Things not what they used to be Missing one inside of me Deathly lost, this can't be real Cannot stand this hell I feel Emptiness is filling me To the point of agony Growing darkness taking dawn I was me, but now he's gone

No one but me can save myself, but it's too late Now I can't think, think why I should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed Death Greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye

TRAPPED UNDER ICE

(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett)

I don't know how to live through this hell Woken up, I'm still locked in this shell Frozen soul, frozen down to the core Break the ice, I can't take anymore

Freezing Can't move at all Screaming Can't hear my call I am dying to live Cry out I'm trapped under ice

Crystallized, as I lay here and rest Eyes of glass stare directly at death From deep sleep I have broken away No one knows, no one hears what I say

Freezing Can't move at all Screaming Can't hear my call I am dying to live Cry out I'm trapped under ice

Scream from my soul Fate, mystified Hell, forever more

No release from my cryonic state What is this? I've been stricken by fate Wrapped up tight, cannot move, can't break free Hand of doom has a tight grip on me

Freezing Can't move at all Screaming Can't hear my call I am dying to live Cry out I'm trapped under ice

ESCAPE

(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett)

Feel no pain, but my life ain't easy I know I'm my best friend No one cares, but I'm so much stronger I'll fight until the end To escape from the true false world Undamaged destiny Can't get caught in this endless circle Ring of stupidity

Out for my own, out to be free One with my mind, they just can't see No need to hear things that they say Life is for my own to live my own way

Rape my mind and destroy my feelings Don't tell me what to do I don't care now, 'cause I'm on my side And I can see through you Feed my brain with your so called standards Who says that I ain't right Break away from your common fashion See through your blurry sight

Out for my own, out to be free One with my mind, they just can't see No need to hear things that they say Life is for my own to live my own way

See them try to bring the hammer down No damn chains can hold me to the ground

Life is for my own to live my own way (repeat)

CREEPING DEATH

(Hetfield, Ulrich, Burton, Hammett)

Slaves Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh Heed To his every word, live in fear Faith Of the unknown one, the deliverer Wait Something must be done, four hundred years

So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death

Now Let my people go, land of goshen Go I will be with thee, bush of fire Blood Running red and strong, down the nile Plague Darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death

Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man

I Rule the midnight air the destroyer Born I shall soon be there, deadly mass I Creep the steps and floor final darkness Blood Lambs blood painted door, I shall pass

So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death

THE CALL OF KTULU

(Hetfield, Ulrich, Burton, Mustaine)

...instrumental... lead bass by Cliff Burton