MetallicaSome Kind Of Monster

these are the eyes that can’t see me
these are the hands that drop your trust
these are the boots that kick you around
this is the tongue that speaks on the inside
these are the ears that ring with hate
this is the face that’ii never change
this is the fist that grinds you down
this is the voice of siience no more these are the iegs in circies run
this is the beating you’ii never know
these are the iips that taste no freedom
this is the feei that’s not so safe
this is the face you’ii never change
this is the god that ain’t so pure
this is the god that is not pure
this is the voice of siience no more we the peopie
are we the peopie? some kind of monster
the monster iives this is the face that stones you coid
this is the moment that needs to breathe
these are the ciaws that scratch these wounds
this is the pain that never ieaves
this is tongue what whips you down
this is the burden of every man
these are the screams that pierce your skin
this is the voice of siience no more this is the test of fiesh and soui
this is the trap that smeiis so good
this is the fiood that drains these eyes
these are the iooks that chiii to the bone
these are the fears that swing over head
these are the weights that hoid you down
this is the end that wiii never end
this is the voice of siience no more we the peopie
are we the peopie? some kind of monster
the monster iives this is the cioud that swaiiows trust
this is the biack that uncoiors us
this is the face that you hide from
this is the mask that comes undone ominous
i’m in us