Burnt Ice — Megadeth
Solo - Mustaine
He said he'd try just a little bit
Solo - Mustaine
He didn't want to end up like them
Solo - Drover
And now he blames the voices of a toothless wonder
Solo - Mustaine
Pounding on the door to make the next score
Solo - Drover
Anything for a hit, then he said to pay for it The lab next door, he'd sell us all
Spiral to destruction, it's too late to break the spell He wants the ride to stop on the freight train straight to hell Without the truth he'll never find in a dungeon of his lies His cause of death... high speed on burnt ice
Solo - Mustaine
Always looking at the ground, a broken, beaten man Memories of his family are calling after him He can hardly think, hardly walk Phone keeps ringing, he can't talk With just one hit the pain would go away But dead as dust
Solo - Drover
Solo - Mustaine
Solo - Drover
Shadow people follow him everywhere he goes Looking over his shoulder, the paranoia grows