Mr. Spitzer

Wake up; it's the start of a new day. Pull out your Monday's best. Make sure that your tie's on straight. . What is it you stand for?. Nothing here seems to make sense.

Malice To Alice

What the fuck is happening,. Just another night full of shit,. Close my eyes as tight as I can,. This disease keeps haunting me,. I can't seem to get a wink of rest,.

Mask

You hide behind a mask too confused to show what's real. Plastic sense of value to go with your plastic way of life. Your self-righteousness is corrupted by your tendencies to avoid your lies.

Man Infestation

Time... is wasting. Time... is passing. The world... is going straight down the tubes, oh well. What man will make of it... time will tell. Time. Watching all that's wasting in this world.

Machines

What you breathe. Is supposedly. Exhausted clean. Machines. Toxins rise. Through melting Skies. Life will die. Machines. Work to feed. A lifeless breed.

My Eyes See Red

My mind in constant pain. My thoughts dwell on what is profane. Becoming inhumane. Hate, rise above compassion. Emotions surge to this reaction. My Eyes See Red.

Moaning Idiot Heart

[Music: Bergholtz, Dinsdale, Svensson]. [Lyrics taken from Walter De La Mare's "The Green Room"]. . Tomorrow waits me at my gates. while all my yesterdays swarm near.

Metal Reigns Supreme

Comrade come prepare for war. the field of battle calling. unfold our banner time has come. our eve of victory dawning. . Come face our might and meet your doom.

Metal Cru00fce

Mythistory

I'm standing at the. crossroads of my life -. nothing to lose.. Each path leads to oblivion,. whichever one I choose.. Rising from the ashes of my plight.

Mourning Has Broken

Time has taken it's toll. As the world grows old. The last words have been spoken. Mourning has broken..

My Own Way

Theres no one here to ask. No one here will guide. And show me where to go. Who am I to know?. . Too many crossroads in my way. Too many unanswered questions left.

Metamorphosis

Message To God

The one who's watchin' over. My shoulder get a life. I see your arms are nailed to the cross. Your eyes are so alive. . I never thought you're lying. But now it's turned you round and round.

Martial Arts

Making A Mess

I was raised in a faraway land. Tryin' to be number one. Dad used to tell me, "Whatever you do. Never let go 'till you're done". . I was fighting as anyone.

Makin' A Mess

I was raised in a faraway land. Tryin' to be number one. Dad use to tell me - "Whatever you do. never let go 'til you're done". I was fightin' as anyone.

Mystery Bay

When the cradle of gold. like the story's been told. shows the blind man the way. to mystery bay. . then a dream will come true. for the sad and the blue.

My Last Farewell

So here's to you - my last farewell:. . i hate your face. i hate your smile. i hate your grace. i hate your style. i hate your words. your silence, too.

Missing You

there's a sign saying "phones in rooms". there's a blind man bangin' the drums of doom. there's a barking dog on the telephone line. there's a beggar on the street sayin' "I'm doin' fine".