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Tornado Of Souls
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Featured In

Listen to Rust In Peace by Megadeth
ALBUMRust In PeaceMegadeth
Listen to Thrash featuring Megadeth
PLAYLISTThrashApple Music Metal

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave Mustaine
Dave Mustaine
Guitar
Dave Ellefson
Dave Ellefson
Background Vocals
Marty Friedman
Marty Friedman
Lead Guitar
Nick Menza
Nick Menza
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Mustaine
Dave Mustaine
Songwriter
Dave Ellefson
Dave Ellefson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Clink
Mike Clink
Producer
Dave Mustaine
Dave Mustaine
Producer
Lance Dean
Lance Dean
Assistant Engineer
Tom Baker
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer
Andy Udoff
Andy Udoff
Assistant Engineer
Micajah Ryan
Micajah Ryan
Engineer
Ralph Patlan
Ralph Patlan
Mixing Engineer
Scott "Sarge" Harrison
Scott "Sarge" Harrison
Assistant Editing Engineer

Lyrics

It's time for a little "Rust in Peace" This morning I made the call The one that ends it all Hanging up, I wanted to cry But dammit, this well's gone dry Not for the money Not for the fame Not for the power Just no more games But now I'm safe in the eye of the tornado I can't replace the lies that let a 1000 days go No more living trapped inside In her way I'll surely die In the eye of the tornado Blow me away You'll grow to loathe my name You'll hate me just the same You won't need your breath And soon you'll meet your death Not from the years Not from the use Not from the tears Just self abuse But now I'm safe in the eye of the tornado I can't replace the lies that let a 1000 days go No more living trapped inside In her way I'll surely die In the eye of the tornado Blow me away Who's to say, what's for me to say? Who's to say, what's for me to be? Who's to say, what's for me to do? 'Cause a big nothing it'll be for me The land of opportunity The golden chance for me My future looks so bright Now I think I've seen the light Can't say what's on my mind Can't do what I really feel In this bed I made for me Is where I sleep, I really feel I warn you of the fate Proven true to late Your tongue twist perverse Come drink now of this curse And now I fill your brain I spin you round again My poison fills your head As I tuck you into bed You feel my fingertips You won't forget my lips You'll feel my cold breath It's the kiss of death
Writer(s): Dave Mustaine, David Ellefson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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