Ooooooh yeah! Am kommenden Montag spielt Megadeth im Zürcher Rohstofflager und ich freu mich bereits jetzt wie irre drauf, Megadave wieder zu sehen. Übrigens wird auf dieser Tour auch der neue Gitarrist zu sehen sein, Chris broderick.
Als kleine Einstimmung auf das Konzert, hier der Text und ein Videoclip zum Song «Washington is next» vom aktuellen Hammer-Album «United Abominations»:
Den stille krig er begyndt med tavse våben
Og det nye slaveri er at beholde folket
Poor and stupid, «Novus Ordo Seclorus»
Hvordan kan der være nogen logik i biologisk krig?
Vi ved alle, at dette er forkert, men det er den nye verdensorden
At slå døren ned, åh noget skal gøresThere was a king, an evil king
Who dreamt the wickedest of dreams
An ancient mystery, no prophet could interpret
Of seven years of famine, the wolf is at the door
As predicted years ago, that that was, that is, that is no more
The word predicts the future and tells the truth about the past
Of how the world leaders will hail the new Pharoah
The eighth false king to the throne, Washington is Next!Frigør deres sind, sabotér deres helbred
Promote sex, and war, and violence in the kindergartens
Blame the parents and teachers; it’s their fault
«Annuit Coeptis»
Angreb kirkens dynamik, angreb familien
Keep the public undisciplined till nothing left is sacred and
The «have-nots» get hooked and have to go to the «haves»
Just to cop a fixI am the king, an evil king
Who dreams the wickedest of dreams
An ancient mystery, nobody could interpret
Of seven years of famine, the wolf is at the door
As predicted years ago, that that was, that is, that is no more
The word predicts my future and tells the truth about my past
Of how the world’s leaders are waiting to usher in
The eighth world power of modern Rome, Washington is Next!Single
There was a king, an evil king
Who dreamt the wickedest of dreams
An ancient mystery, no prophet could interpret
Of seven empires falling, the wolf is at the door
As predicted years ago, that that was, that is, that is no moreI am a king and I dream the wildest dreams
And nobody could interpret
Seven empires fallen, the wolf is at my door
Ohh, that that was, that is, that is no moreSingle
There’s something at my door, some ancient mystery
The future tells the truth about the past
And I’m the eighth false king to the throne
I’ve got you in my crosshairs, now, ain’t that a bitch?
Washington, you’re next!