Master Of Puppets (Live At Tushino Airfield, Moscow, Russia - September 28Th, 1991)

Alright, we're gonna quit fuckin' around here
We gotta get some noise off you folks out here
So repeat after me: Hey! (Hey!)
No good, man: Hey! (Hey!)
Still no good: Hey! (Hey!)
Hey! (Hey!)
Hey! (Hey!), hey! (Hey!)
Master (master), of (of), puppets (puppets)

End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your death's construction

Taste me, you will see
More is all you need
Dedicated to
How I'm killing you

(Come crawling faster)
(Obey your master)
(Your life burns faster)
Obey your master, master

Master of puppets, pulling your strings
Twisting your mind, smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, can't see a thing
Just call my name 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master, master
Just call my name, I'll hear you scream
Hoo, master, master, yeah-heah

Needlework the way, never you betray
Life of death bеcoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror

Taste me, you will see
More is all you need
Dedicated to
How I'm fucking you

(Come crawling faster)
(Obey your master)
(Your life burns faster)
Obey your master, master

Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind, smashin' your fuckin' dream
Blinded by me, can't see a thing
Just call my name 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master, master
Just call my name, I'll hear you scream
Master, master-ah!