Posts Tagged ‘lyrics’

Hand Of Doom (live version 1970)

Wednesday, February 2nd, 2011

Black Sabbath’s “Hand Of Doom” was banned from radio stations in the 70s because the song talks about a junky and how he dies. This is a true rock masterpiece. One of my favorites songs of all times.

Black Sabbath live british T.V. broadcast 1970 1 week prior to the release of Paranoid

album version

rare unreleased version


Hand of Doom

What you gonna do
Time’s caught up with you
Now you wait your turn
You know there’s no return

Change your empty rules
You join the other fools
Turn to something new
Now it’s killing you

First it was the bomb, Vietnam napalm
Disillusioning, you push the needle in
From life you escape, reality’s black drape
Colours in your mind satisfy your time

Oh you, you know you must be blind
To do something like this
To take the sweet that you don’t know
You’re giving Death a kiss
Poor little fool now

Your mind is full of pleasure
Your body’s looking ill
To you it’s shallow leisure
So drop the acid pill
Don’t stop to think now

You’re having a good time baby
But that won’t last
Your mind’s all full of things
You’re living too fast
Go out, enjoy yourself
Don’t bottle it in
You need someone to help you
Stick the needle in, yeah

Now you know the scene
Your skin starts turning green
Your eyes no longer seeing life’s reality
Push the needle in
Face death’s sickly grin
Holes are in your skin
Caused by deadly pin

Head starts spinning ’round
You fall down to the ground
Feel your body heave
Death hand starts to weave

It’s too late to turn
You don’t want to learn
Price of life is high
Now you’re gonna die


La Mano del Destino

Che cosa farai?
Il tempo ti ha imprigionato
Ora aspetti il tuo turno
Sai che non c’è ritorno

Cambia le tue regole vuote
Ti unisci agli altri pazzi
Diventa qualcosa di nuovo
Adesso ti sta uccidendo

Prima è stata la bomba, il napalm* del Vietnam
Disilluso, infili l’ago dentro
Scappi dalla vita, il manto nero della realtà
Colori nella tua mente soddisfa il tuo tempo

Oh, tu, sai che devi essere cieco
Per fare una cosa come questa.
Per prendere la dolcezza che non conosci
Stai dando un bacio alla Morte
povero pazzo ora

La tua mente è piena di piacere
Il tuo corpo sembra malato
Per te è ozio di poco conto
Sganciati della pillola di acido
Non smettere di pensare ora

Ti stai divertendo piccola
Ma non durerá
La tua mente è tutta piena di cose
Stai vivendo troppo in fretta
Vai fuori, divertiti
Non imbottigliare il tuo corpo
Hai bisogno di qualcuno che ti aiuti
a infilare l’ago dentro

Ora conosci la scena
la tua pelle comincia a diventare verde
I tuoi occhi non vendono più la realtà della vita
Infila l’ago dentro, fronteggi la morte e la sua smorfia nauseante
buchi nella tua pelle, causati da aghi mortali

La testa inizia a girare
tu cadi per terra
Senti il tuo corpo che si sforza
La mano della morte inizia a sventolare

E’ troppo tardi per cambiare
Tu non vuoi imparare
Il prezzo della vita é alto,
Ora stai morendo

*napalm = miscela esplosiva utilizzata nella guerra del Vietnam

a national acrobat

Saturday, January 15th, 2011

Black Sabbath – A National Acrobat (from Sabbath Bloody Sabbath, 1973)

I am the world that hides
The universal secret of all time
Destruction of the empty spaces
Is my one and only crime
I’ve lived a thousand times
I found out what it means to be believed
The thoughts and images
The unborn child that never was conceived

When little worlds collide
I’m trapped inside my embryonic cell
And flashing memories
Are cast into the never-ending well
The name that scorns the face
The child that never sees the cause of man
The deathly darkness that
Belies the fate of those who never ran

Well I know its hard for you
To know the reason why
And I know you’ll understand
More when it’s time to die
Don’t believe the life you have
Will be the only one
You have to let your body sleep
To let your soul live on

I want you to listen
I’m trying to get through

Love has given life to you
And now it’s your concern
Unseen eye of inner life
Will make your soul return
Still I look but not to touch
The seeds of life are sown
Curtain of the future falls
The secret stays unknown

Just remember love is life
And hate is living death
Treat your life for what it’s worth
And live for every breath
Looking back I’ve lived and learned
But now I’m wondering
Here I wait and only guess
What this next life will bring

Black Sabbath

Friday, December 3rd, 2010

Black Sabbath “Black Sabbath”

live a Parigi 1970


Black Sabbath

What is this that stands before me?
Figure in black which points at me
Turn around quick, and start to run
Find out I’m the chosen one
Oh nooo!

Big black shape with eyes of fire
Telling people their desire
Satan’s sitting there, he’s smiling
Watches those flames get higher and higher
Oh no, no, please God help me!

Is it the end, my friend?
Satan’s coming ’round the bend
People running ’cause they’re scared
The people better go and beware!
No, no, please, no!

Creem june 1972. Bring your mother to the gas chamber, by Lester Bangs — part 1: — part 2:
Black Sabbath (album) – Wikipedia