Behind The Crooked Cross Lyrics
(Lyrics: Hanneman; Music: Hanneman)
Time melts away in this living inferno,
Trapped by a cause that I once understood.
Feeling a sickness building inside of me,
Who will I really have to answer to.
March on through the rivers of red.
Souls drift, they fill the air.
Forced to fight, behind,
The crooked cross.
Do only what is expected of me,
With no emotions my feelings suppressed.
Blind obedience carries me through it all.
Conscience a word I learned to forget.
March on through the rivers of red.
Flesh burns, it fills the air. [sings: Souls drift, they fill...]
Forced to fight, behind,
The crooked cross.
LEAD: HANNEMAN, KING
KING, HANNEMAN
Time melts away in this living inferno,
Trapped by a cause that I once understood.
Blind obedience carries me through it all,
Do only what is expected of me.
March on through the rivers of red.
Souls drift, they fill the air.
Forced to fight, behind,
The crooked cross.
"Mandatory Suicide"
(Lyrics:Araya; Music: Hanneman, King)
Murder at your every foot step.
A child's toy sudden death.
Sniper blazes you thru your knees
Falling down can you feel the heat,
Burn!
Ambushed by the spray of lead
Count the bullet holes in your head.
Offspring sent out to cry,
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Living mandatory suicide.
Suicide. [x 4]
LEAD: HANNEMAN
Holes burn deep in your chest,
Raked by machine gun fire.
Screaming soul sent out to die,
Living mandatory suicide.
Suicide. [x 4]
LEAD: HANNEMAN
[Spoken:]
Lying, dying, screaming in pain.
Begging, pleading, bullets drop like rain.
Mines explode, pain sheers through your brain,
Radical amputation, this is insane.
Fly swatter stakes drive through your chest.
Spikes impale you as you're forced off the crest.
Soldier of misfortune
Hunting with bated breath.
A vile smell, like tasting death.
Dead bodies, dying and wounded
Litter the city streets
Shattered glass, bits of clothing and human deceit.
Dying [in] terror,
Blood's cheap, it's everywhere.
Mandatory suicide, massacre on the front line.
