Slayer Divine Intervention SONG: Killing Fields (Kerry King/Tom Araya) You know the feeling When adrenaline takes control Can't beat the rush That leaves a suicidal hold Instinct spares no one Destroying the human heart The taste of blood Can rip your soul apart Devils that drive us Do not discriminate A state of mind That becomes the ultimate end Action, reaction Blood line is not immune To the depth of human nature Inside of me and you A sociopath with empty eyes And no soul Paranoid psychotic, heart of stone My blood runs cold Evils of passion Can drive reason to extremes Love, hate and murder Temporary insanity On the edge of a Demented personality Emotional Pain is a deadly reality A sociopath with empty eyes And no soul Paranoid, psychotic, heart of stone My blood runs cold A choice is made of free will Just like the choice to kill Decisions to lose control My self-destructive rationale A choice is made, made of free will Just like the choice, the choice to kill In the speed of a moment Life stands still, now you're standing in my killing field A choice is made of free will Just like the choice to kill In the speed of a momment Life stands still, now you're standing in my killing field -------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------- SONG: Sex. Murder. Art. (Kerry King/Tom Araya) Caught Now you're mine I am the master of your whipping time The smile On my lips The look of horror on your face Self Justification Can't rid the sexual fascination Can You deny My face of pleasure, the gleam in my eye CHORUS You're nothing An object of animation A subjective mannequin Beaten into submission Raping again and again Shackled My princess Dangling in distress Here To discipline My sole purpose never ends Bleeding On your knees My satisfaction is what I need The urge To take my fist And violate every orifice CHORUS Slaves to my torments Scream to your heart's content Time and time again Pleasure in inflicting pain Power so intense Trying to circumvent Unadulterated battery Manipulated reality God is dead, I am alive -------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------- SONG: Fictional Reality (Kerry King) Crisis feeds the lunacy All fear the new machine COnsumed democracy returns a socialist regime It's laid to rest without contest All hail the new incompetence Making you see what to believe A drone in the world of anarchy CHORUS Treachery, misery, violence, insanity Scavengers closing in Covering the truth again Castrate society Fictional reality Insecurity, afraid of things you cannot see Words become the image of the enemy You can't dissect what was correct Vengeance based on how things are said Can't see your side conflicts with mine Frustrations lead to complete demise Treacher, misery, violence, insanity Scavengers closing in Covering the truth again Every trial, conspiracy Compassion is the enemy Paralyze, criticize Breaking through the wall of lies Suicidal hierarchy racing in reverse Everything that's done today will be tomorrow's curse Screrams in my head precede your death Can't hold the rage when the the truth is shed Blind lead the lind, line after line In a world too shallow to defy CHORUS -------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------- SONG: Dittohead (Kerry King) This fucking country's lost its grip Sub-conscious hold begins to slip The scales of justice tend to tip The legal system has no spine It's corroding from inside Slap your hand, you'll do no time Reality on vacation All across a blinded nation Mentally under sedation Anyone can be set free On a technicality Explain the law again to me Here in 1994 Things are different than before Violence is what we adore Invitation to the game Guns and blades and media fame Every day more of the same Murder, mayhem, anarchy Now are all done legally Mastermind your killing spree Unafraid of punishment With a passive government There's nothing for you to regret Nothing to regret Unimposing policy No enforcing ministry Gaping with judicial flaws Watch a fading nation crawl Clashing with the public's frame I'm the one that's placed in fame Legislature sets the stage Social slaves caught in my rage Administrative anarchy, there's nothing You can do to me The world around you drifting to a Continental tomb you see Vioence is my passion I will never be contained Living with aggression and its Everlasting reign -------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------- SONG: Divine Intervention (Jeff Hanneman/Kerry King/Tom Araya/Paul Bostaph) Awaken In a web like hell How did I reach this place Why are they haunting me I cannot look at God's face Paralyzing Brilliant light Trying to run Want to scream but cannot speak I cannot look at God's face Blind my eyes, I can't see What is being done to me In my mind, only pain All the memories are drained Victimized Specimen Deathless torture Void with no mercy Black shroud blinds those who see Violated Naked before you I stand Shattered shrine of flesh and bone God's piercing through my soul Segments of my life Morbid pieces of reality Twisted personality Many faces yet faceless Familiiar things give way to strange No mercy, no reason, just pain Fatal Sub-conscious control Threshold of pain unfolds Transfixed martyr, saving race Who am I to judge thy grace Awaken In a web like hell Why are they haunting me I cannot look at God's face Blind me eyes, I can't see What is being done to me In my mind, only pain All the memories are drained -------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------- SONG: Circle of Beliefs (Kerry King) Can't explain the other side Answers lost before their eyes Violence surges from inside A state of mind that never dies Born into a chosen way Life that doesn't fit today To die a painful death it seems Is better than your misery Contemplating, rearranging Chaning all your ways of thinking Everyday your life seems like It's pushed into a hole Acting out another's needs To rule a soul eternally Adjusting to another set Of values takes its toll Growing in a lunacy That plays on your stupidity Circle of beliefs Secrets never keep Living in a lie Right before your eyes Born without a brain Helpless in your name All you do is pray Living in your pain Mentality so small yo ucan't Accept another side Your point of view a memory Because it doesn't mean a thing The resurrection's waiting for A world without a sin The temples of all will crumble WHile awaiting for it to begin Circle of beliefs Secrets never keep Living in a lie Right before your eyes Losing is your way Mental disarray I can see your strain You don't want to be saved Can't you see no validity Must control silencing the souls Slow decay spreading through your brain Devastate, the deviant will dominate Can't you see there's no validity Your way is not the only way Slow decay is spreading through your brain Don't you see the power of the enemy Tyranny, total supremacy Control the silencing of souls Slavery within the entity Devastate, dominate Can't explain the reason why Someone would rather live than die If dying was the only way To end a life of mental stains All your life he's been the cause A man impaled onto a cross Pure religious holocaust If religion dies it's not my loss Pereception always biased Feeding off a fallacy Your systematic way of life Decided for you every night Intentional conflicting words Avoid solidity Blinded by the holy light That constantly consumes your mind Circle of beliefs Secrets never keep Living in a lie Right before your eyes Burning in my wake Souls are free to take You're following a fake Every one awake -------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------- SONG: SS-3 (Jeff Hanneman/Kerry King) Ancient crown placed on your head The hangmen of Prague Seven keys to the chamber Surrender to the God CHORUS Hunting Fighting Killing whore Wade through blood And spill some more CHORUS Golden door submits secrets As this nation falls Atmosphere of deadly terror Suservient to all CHORUS Burning sense of mission Assassination Symbol of oppression Crusade led from exile Obliteration Sabotaged campaign Check resistance from afar Planning the death of one When the plot is executed THere will be nowhere to run Ramifications will be high A price paid in torment The end justifies the means To hell you will be sent The wolf leader now is the stalked Expansion, state of horror Guns echo over the grave A thousand fates are sealed Murderous power brought to an end Only to rise again Cold and ruthless and iron will Protectorate of the dead A thorough sweep Prelude to death Secrets kept But no one left Firing squad Begins their work Harsh reprisal For what you took Retribution, selective terror The stench of death is everywhere A severed head A floating mass Will give me answers to what I ask -------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------- SONG: Serenity in Murder (Jeff Hanneman/Kerring King/Tom Araya) Let me take you down without a sound Dead before you hit the ground Blood washes my hand, can't understand Sterilizing my pain Washed away with crimson tide By the hand I keep testing time Quench the fire that drives my soul Soothing me as death takes toll Peaceful and serene, slowly bleeding Eyes once bright are now fading Pallid ashen face against my skin Staring blindly at some distant place Washed away by crimson tide By my hand I keep testing time Straight flesh face adorns your neck Spilling your blood all over my flesh Quench the fire that drives my soul Soothing me as death takes toll Divine godsend enveloping me Spiritual ecstacy sets me free -------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------- SONG: 213 (Jeff Hanneman/Tom Araya) Driving compulsion, morbid thoughts come to mind Sexual release buried deep inside Complete control of a prized possession To touch and fondle with no objection Lonely souls, an emptiness fulfilled Physical pleasures and addictive thrill An object of perverted reality An obsession beyond your wildest dreams CHORUS Death loves final embrace Your cool tenderness Memories keep love alive Memories will never die The excitement of dissection is sweet My skin crawls with orgasmic speed A lifeless object for my subjection An obsession beyond your imagination Primitive instinct, a passion for flesh Primal feeding on the multitudes of death Sadistic acts, a love so true Absorbingly masticating a part of you CHORUS I need a friend Please be my companion I don't want to be Left alone with my sanity Erotic sensations tingle my spine A dead body lying next to mine Smooth blue black lips I start salivating as we kiss Mine forever, this sweet death I cannot forget your soft breaths Panting excitedly with my nads around Your neck Shades are drawn No one out can see What I've done What's become of me Here I stand Above all that's been true How I love How I love to kill you -------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------- SONG: Mind Control (Jeff Hanneman/Kerry King/Tom Araya) Unknown are the caverns of the mind New realms of affliction lurk inside Unbound massive mental energy Your last breaths taken from you easily Incoherence disrupts your rationale Involuntary, your last confessional No seense of being, missing segments of time Inconsistency is feeding on your mind Mind control, pain unfolds I own all your sensations Weakening, reasoning Mesmeric full demolition Hypnotized-victimized Behold the threshold of the web Screaming souls fear echoes Piercing boundaries of death Penetration of the window to your soul Deterioration of the mind, no self-control Temporary, comprehend no memories Hollow carcass of a man is all I leave Execution but a thought in the end Slowly reasing your life and what has been Passing victims in the land of secrecy Cerebral death can come to you in your dreams --------------------------------------------------------------