Apocalyptica
A mystery that now compels me
The shelter where you once rest
A shadow that now surrounds me
I feel that it's so strange
Is it me that I now follow
Your mind is so deranged
In hurt I now find sorrow
You are my apparition
And help make my decisions
Vanished without a trace
Return to fight the chase (2)
The candle that burns inside
Will set the world on fire
I'll head my own desire
And hope that it takes me higher
I feel that it's so strange
Is it me that I now follow
Your mind is so deranged
In hu
Public Servant
Cut 'em loose
Public servant, public slave
It's one single slide from the cradle to the grave
Can't remember why you're still in the race
To be a public servant, public slave
You got to know who Satan is
You know you made him come alive
You let the yahoos write the script
When you sold your soul to survive
I only want to hear my voice
Come on, hit me where I live
Let's imagine we had a choice
Let's pretend we're persuasive
I guess it keeps you off the street
I guess you couldn't find honest work
And you're content to follow the fleet
Hanging 'round with world-class jerks
I guess you can't have too little class
Sometimes it pays to have no soul
Just keep your mindset in the past
And your head up your asshole
It's not as if we couldn't cope
It's not as if the pope eloped
It's just as if you're out of hope
And if you can't stand twice as tall
If you're too afraid to fall
If you haven't got the balls
Cut 'em loose