Music

Kill/Ride Medley

Written By Hetfield/Ulrich/Burton/Mustaine

Guilty as charged
But damn it, it ain't right
There's someone else controlling me

Death in the air
Strapped in the electric chair
This can't be happening to me

Who made you god to say,
"I'll take your life from you?"

	Flash before my eyes
	Now it's time to die
	Burning in my brain
	I can feel the flame

No mercy for what we're doing
No thought to even what we've done
We don't need to feel the sorrow
No remorse for the helpless one

	War without end
	No remorse, no repent
	We don't care what it meant
	Another day, another death
	Another sorrow, another breath
	No remorse, no repent
	We don't care what it meant
	Another day, another death
	Another sorrow, another breath

No life till leather
We're gonna kick some ass tonight
We got the metal madness
When our fans start screaming 
It's right, well alright
When we start to rock 
We never want to stop again

	Hit the lights
	Hit the lights
	Hit the lights

We know our fans are insane
We're gonna blow this place away
With volume higher
Than anything today, the only way
When we start to rock 
We never want to stop again

	Hit the lights
	Hit the lights
	Hit the lights

Time
Has taken a shit on you
The lines that crack your face
Famine
Your body it has torn through
Withered in every place
Pestilence
For what you've had to endure
And what you have put others through
Death
Deliverance for you for sure
Now there's nothing you can do

Sound is ripping through your ears
The deafening sound of metal nears
Your body's waiting for his whips
The taste of leather on your lips

	Hear the cry of war
	Louder than before
	With his sword in hand
	To control the land
	Crushing metal strikes
	On this frightening night
	Fall onto your knees
	For the Phantom Lord

Victims falling under chains
You hear them crying dying pains
Fist of terror's breaking through
Now there's nothing you can do

	Hear the cry of war
	Louder than before
	With his sword in hand
	To control the land
	Crushing metal strikes
	On this frightening night
	Fall onto your knees
	For the Phantom Lord

Soon to fill our lungs, the hot winds of death
The gods are laughing, so take your last breath

	Fight fire with fire
	Ending is near
	Fight fire with fire
	Bursting with fear

Fight fire with fire

Fight

* Based on the 1995 structure of the medley *