Kesinlikle edinilmesi gereken bir DVD "Live at Pompaii"den "Echoes Part-I", Pink Floyd severlere ÅŸiddetle tavsiye ediyorum. Sahne performansları müthiÅŸ ve gerçekten de live performanslarında stüdyo kayıtlarından oldukça baÅŸarılılar..

you rise, you fall, you're down then you rise again
what don't kill you make you more strong
you rise, you fall, you're down then you rise again
what don't kill you make you more strong

rise, fall, down, rise again
what don't kill you make you more strong
rise, fall, down, rise again
what don't kill you make you more strong

through black days
through black nights
through pitch black insights

breaking your teeth on the hard life coming
show your scars
cutting your feet on the hard earth running
show your scars
breaking your life, broken beat and scarred
but we die hard

the dawn, the death, the fight to the final breath
what don't kill you make you more strong
the dawn, the death, the fight to the final breath
what don't kill you make you more strong

dawn, death, fight, final breath
what don't kill you make you more strong
dawn, death, fight, final breath
what don't kill you make you more strong

they scratched me
they scraped me
they couldn't rape me

breaking your teeth on the hard life coming
show your scars
cutting your feet on the hard earth running
show your scars
breaking your life, broken beat and scarred
but we die hard

breaking your teeth on the hard life coming
show your scars
cutting your feet on the hard earth running
show your scars
braiding your soul in a hard luck story
show your scars
spilling your blood in a hot suns foray
breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
we die hard
we die hard
we die hard

bodies fill the fields i see, hungry heroes end
no one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
victim of what said should be
a servant 'til i fall

soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
bred to kill, not to care
do just as we say
finished here, greetings death
he's yours to take away

back to the front
you will do what i say, when i say
back to the front
you will die when i say, you must die
back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
more a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
bodies fill the fields i see
the slaughter never ends

soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
bred to kill, not to care
do just as we say
finished here, greetings death
he's yours to take away

back to the front
you will do what i say, when i say
back to the front
you will die when i say, you must die
back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

why, am i dying?
kill, have no fear
lie, live off lying
hell, hell is here

i was born for dying
life planned out before my birth, nothing could i say
had no chance to see myself, moulded day by day
looking back i realize, nothing have i done
left to die with only friend
alone i clench my gun

soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
bred to kill, not to care
do just as we say
finished here, greetings death
he's yours to take away

back to the front
you will do what i say, when i say
back to the front
you will die when i say, you must die
back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman
back to the front!!!!

Metallica
The New Song
2006.06.08
Gelredome, Arnhem.