Luck. Runs. Out.
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Crawl from the wreckage one more time.
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Horrific memory twists the mind.
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Dark, rutted, cold and hard to turn.
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Path of destruction feel it burn.
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Still life... incarnation.
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Still life... infamy.
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Hallucination.
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Heresy.
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Still you run, what's to come, what's to be.
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Cause we...
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Hunt you down without mercy
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Hunt you down all nightmare long
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Feel us breathe upon your face
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Feel us shift, every move we trace
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Hunt you down without mercy
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Hunt you down all nightmare long
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Luck. Runs. Out.
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You crawl back in, but your luck runs out.
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Luck. Runs. Out.
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The light that is not light is here
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To flush you out with your own fear
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You hide, you hide but will be found
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Release your grip without a sound
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Still life... immolation.
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Still life... infamy.
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Hallucination.
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Heresy.
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Still you run, what's to come, what's to be.
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Cause we...
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Hunt you down without mercy
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Hunt you down all nightmare long
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Feel us breathe upon your face
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Feel us shift, every move we trace
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Hunt you down without mercy
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Hunt you down all nightmare long
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Luck. Runs. Out.
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You crawl back in, but your luck runs out.
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Then you crawl back in,
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into your obsession.
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Never to return.
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This is your confession.
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Hunt you down without mercy
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Hunt you down all nightmare long
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Feel us breathe upon your face
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Feel us shift, every move we trace
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Hunt you down without mercy
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Hunt you down all nightmare long
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Luck. Runs. Out.
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You crawl back in, but your luck runs out.
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Your luck runs out.
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All Nightmare Along
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Metallica |