Machine Head
Single • 1995
I am the man that defends all things profane 6000 years is the time that I shall reign And with a grin drank the blood of holy swine Impurity made the blood turn into wine [Chorus:] Old man, dead hand If only in their insanity The lie feeds off their greed Jesus wept I am the pain that feeds off your weaknesses A sickening born of hate, not of the blessed And with the time I will crush all things you prey Destroying all from the known to the arcane [Chorus] Old man, dead hand If only in their insanity The lie feeds off their greed Jesus wept Burn my eyes and try to blind me Bury me so they won't find me Try to suck my power empty Got no crown of thorns on me So burn my eyes and try to blind me Bury me so they won't find Try to suck my power dry You got no crown of thorns on me [Chorus] Old man, dead hand If only in their insanity The lie feeds off their greed Jesus wept
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Blind man ask me forgiveness I won't deny myself Disrespect you have given Your suffering's my wealth I feed off pain, force fed to love it And now I swallow whole I'll never live in the past Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Burn my fist to the concrete My fear is my strength Power, rage unbound because Been pounded by the streets Cyanide blood burns down the skyline Hatred is purity The bullet connects at last Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Scarred Scarred Scarred Pour the salt in the wound Unscarred
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 09, 2025
Hard times are comin your way You're gonna have to rise above it some day Organize your life and figure it out Or you'll go under without a doubt Hard times! Hard times! Seems I'm bein forced into a mold Hard times! Hard times! Forcin' me and I'm growin' cold Hard times are coming through But if your hard they won't get to you They're gonna try to drive you into the ground But never surrender, never go down! Hard times! Hard times! Seems I'm bein forced into a mold Hard times! Hard times! Forcin' me and I'm growin' cold Machine Head! Cro-Mag! Skinhead! Breakout! Now!
Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 09, 2025
Well I look at justice in a different light I been to jail, it didn't make me right Try and conform, but won't be deaf, blind, dumb Been beaten down, just harder I've become Death church rising Hate church rising Lost church rising Death church rising Hey Jesus can't you help me with my pain Mainline me some religion, keep me sane Christ suffering upon my TV screen Send in your money to the faith obscene Death church rising Hate church rising Lost church rising Death church rising Strength, truth and honor, words I strive to live Your faith's profane, it takes, never gives 'Cause I'm gonna die standing upon my feet You're gonna die groveling on your knees Death church rising Hate church rising Lost church rising Death church rising
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
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