Take Cover

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. Where have you been? It's alright we know where you've been. You've been in the pipeline, filling in time, Provided with toys and 'Scouting for Boys'. You brought a guitar to punish your ma, And you didn't like school, and you know you're nobody's fool, So welcome to the machine. Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. What did you dream? It's alright we told you what to dream. You dreamed of a big star, He played a mean gituar, He always ate in the Steak Bar. He loved to drive in his Jaguar. So welcome to the Machine.

Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 08, 2025

Judas My mind is clearer now At last All too well I can see Where we all Soon will be If you strip away The myth From the man You will see Where we all Soon will be Jesus! You've started to believe The things they say of you You really do believe This talk of God is true And all the good you've done Will soon be swept away You've begun to matter more Than the things you say Listen Jesus I don't like what I see All I ask is that you listen to me And remember I've been your right hand man all along You have set them all on fire They think they've found the new Messiah And they'll hurt you when they find they're wrong I remember when this whole thing began No talk of God then, we called you a man And believe me My admiration for you hasn't died But every word you say today Gets twisted 'round some other way And they'll hurt you if they think you've lied Nazareth's most famous son Should have stayed a great unknown Like his father carving wood He'd have made good Tables, chairs and oaken chests Would have suited Jesus best He'd have caused nobody harm No one alarm Listen Jesus, do you care for your race? Don't you see we must keep in our place? We are occupied Have you forgotten how put down we are? I am frightened by the crowd For we are getting much too loud And they'll crush us if we go too far If we go too far Listen Jesus to the warning I give Please remember that I want us to live But it's sad to see our chances weakening with ev'ry hour All your followers are blind Too much heaven on their minds It was beautiful, but now it's sour Yes it's all gone sour Ah --- ah ah ah --- ah God Jesus, it's all gone sour Listen Jesus to the warning I give Please remember that I want us to live So come on, come on, listen to me. Ah --- ah Come on, listen, listen to me. Come on and listen to me. Ah --- ah

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 08, 2025

Almost cut my hair It happened just the other day It's gettin kinda long I coulda said it wasn't in my way But I didn't and I wonder why I feel like letting my freak flag fly Cause I feel like I owe it to someone Must be because I had the flu' for Christmas And I'm not feeling up to par It increases my paranoia Like looking at my mirror and seeing a police car But I'm not giving in an inch to fear Cause I missed myself this year I feel like I owe it to someone When I finally get myself together I'm going to get down in that sunny southern weather And I find a place inside to laugh Separate the wheat from the chaff I feel like I owe it to someone

Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 08, 2025

There's something happening here What it is ain't exactly clear There's a man with a gun over there Telling me I got to beware I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down There's battle lines being drawn Nobody's right if everybody's wrong Young people speaking their minds Getting so much resistance from behind I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down What a field-day for the heat A thousand people in the street Singing songs and carrying signs Mostly say, hooray for our side It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Paranoia strikes deep Into your life it will creep It starts when you're always afraid You step out of line, the man come and take you away We better stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Stop, now, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Stop, children, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 08, 2025

Money money money money, money (x6) Some people got to have it Some people really need it Listen to me y'all, do things, do things, do bad things with it You wanna do things, do things, do things, good things with it Talk about cash money, money Talk about cash money- dollar bills, yall For the love of money People will steal from their mother For the love of money People will rob their own brother For the love of money People can't even walk the street Because they never know who in the world they're gonna beat For that lean, mean, mean green Almighty dollar, money For the love of money People will lie, Lord, they will cheat For the love of money People don't care who they hurt or beat For the love of money A woman will sell her precious body For a small piece of paper it carries a lot of weight Call it lean, mean, mean green Almighty dollar I know money is the root of all evil Do funny things to some people Give me a nickel, brother can you spare a dime Money can drive some people out of their minds Got to have it, I really need it How many things have I heard you say Some people really need it How many things have I heard you say Got to have it, I really need it How many things have I heard you say Lay down, lay down, a woman will lay down For the love of money All for the love of money Don't let, don't let, don't let money rule you For the love of money Money can change people sometimes Don't let, don't let, don't let money fool you Money can fool people sometimes People! Don't let money, don't let money change you, it will keep on changing, changing up your mind.

Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 08, 2025

While the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land While there's a wind and the stars and the rainbow Till the mountains crumble into the plain Oh yes we'll keep on tryin' Tread that fine line Oh we'll keep on tryin' yeah Just passing our time While we live according to race, colour or creed While we rule by blind madness and pure greed Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion Through the eons, and on and on Oh yes we'll keep on tryin' We'll tread that fine line Oh we'll keep on tryin' Till the end of time Till the end of time Through the sorrow all through our splendour Don't take offence at my innuendo You can be anything you want to be Just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be Be free with your tempo, be free be free Surrender your ego - be free, be free to yourself Oooh, ooh - If there's a God or any kind of justice under the sky If there's a point, if there's a reason to live or die If there's an answer to the questions we feel bound to ask Show yourself - destroy our fears - release your mask Oh yes we'll keep on trying Hey tread that fine line Yeah we'll keep on smiling yeah And whatever will be - will be We'll just keep on trying We'll just keep on trying Till the end of time Till the end of time Till the end of time

Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 08, 2025

Oh no, here it comes again Can't remember when we came so close to love before Hold on, good things never last Nothing's in the past, it always seems to come again Again and again and again Cry out to legions of the brave Time again to save us from the jackals of the street Ride out, protectors of the realm Capatin's at the helm, sail across the sea of lights Circles and rings, dragons and kings Weaving a charm and a spell Blessed by the night, holy and bright Called by the toll of the bell Bloodied angels fast descending Moving on a never-bending light Phantom figures free forever Out of shadows, shining ever-bright Neon Knights! Neon Knights! all right! Cry out to legions of the brave Time again to save us from the jackals of the street Ride out, protectors of the realm Captain's at the helm, sail across the sea of lights Again and again, again and again and again Neon Knights! Neon Knights! All right!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 08, 2025

Another suburban family morning Grandmother screaming at the wall We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies We can't hear anything at all Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration But we know all her suicides are fake Daddy only stares into the distance There's only so much more that he can take Many miles away Something crawls from the slime At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake Another industrial ugly morning The factory belches filth into the sky He walks unhindered through the picket lines today He doesn't think to wonder why The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street But all he ever thinks to do is watch And every single meeting with his so-called superior Is a humiliating kick in the crotch Many miles away Something crawls to the surface Of a dark Scottish loch Another working day has ended Only the rush hour hell to face Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes Contestants in a suicidal race Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance He knows that something somewhere has to break He sees the family home now looming in his headlights The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache Many miles away There's a shadow on the door Of a cottage on the shore Of a dark Scottish lake Many miles away, many miles away

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 08, 2025

Red rain is coming down Red rain Red rain is pouring down Pouring down all over me I am standing up at the waters edge in my dream I cannot make a single sound as you scream It cant be that cold, the ground is still warm to touch This place is so quiet, sensing that storm Red rain is coming down Red rain Red rain is pouring down Pouring down all over me Well Ive seen them buried in a sheltered place in this town They tell you that this rain can sting, and look down There is no blood around see no sign of pain Hay ay ay no pain Seeing no red at all, see no rain Red rain is coming down Red rain Red rain is pouring down Pouring down all over me Red rain- Putting the pressure on much harder now To return again and again Just let the red rain splash you Let the rain fall on your skin I come to you defences down With the trust of a child Red rain is coming down Red rain Red rain is pouring down Pouring down all over me And I cant watch any more No more denial Its so hard to lay down in all of this Red rain is coming down Red rain is pouring down Red rain is coming down all over me I see it Red rain is coming down Red rain is pouring down Red rain is coming down all over me I'm bathing in it Red rain coming down Red rain is coming down Red rain is coming down all over me I'm begging you Red rain coming down Red rain coming down Red rain coming down Red rain coming down Over me in the red red sea Over me Over me Red rain

Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 08, 2025

C'è nella forza di un'idea Una luce nobile trasparente Unica innocente, libera Un respire di follia Ma se non la fermi è fragile E indifferente poi va via come Te… Via, dentro una scia Che se ne va, sfiorandomi Ritorna mia Gridando ancora Che non c'è cura Per questo amore Oer quest' odissea Che ci trascina con se Onda di marea Che nasce e muore con te Naufraghi di un sentimento Immenso… È fuoco tra la cenere Un lampo una vertigine Che non riusciamo a spegnere È quest'odissea Che ce avvincina e allontana da qui Onda di marea Che annega tutto così Naufraghi di un sentimento Immenso…

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Nov 08, 2025

In the howling wind comes a stinging rain See it driving nails into souls on the tree of pain from the firefly, a red orange glow See the face of fear running scared in the valley below Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue Bullet the blue In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum Jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome Plant a demon seed, you raise a flower of fire See them burning crosses, see the flames, higher and higher Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue Bullet the blue This guy comes up to me His face red like a rose on a thorn bush Like all the colors of a royal flush And hes peeling off those dollar bills Slapping them down One hundred, two hundred And I can see those fighter planes And I can see those fighter planes Across the mud huts where the children sleep Through the alleys of a quiet city street Take the staircase to the first floor Turn the key and slowly unlock the door As a man breathes into a saxophone Through the walls we hear the city groan Outside its america Outside its america Across the field you see the sky ripped open See the rain come through the gaping wound Pounding on the women and children who run into the arms of america

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 08, 2025