Rust In Peace


Produced by Mike Clink and Dave Mustaine
Engineered by Mike Clink and Micajah Ryan
Assisted by Andy Udoff
Mixed by Max Norman at One On One Rec.
Recorded at Rumbo Recorders
Technician: Tom Mayhue
Cover illustration: Edward J. Repka
Cover concept: Dave Mustaine
Photography: Gene Kirkland
Assistant: Wendi Schaeffer

1990 - CAPITOL RECORDS


DAVE MUSTAINE
vocals, guitars

DAVID ELLEFSON
bass guitars, backing voc.

MARTY FRIEDMAN
guitars

NICK MENZA
lead drums, backing voc.

1. Holy Wars...The Punishment Due
2. Hangar 18
3. Take No Prisoners
4. Five Magics
5. Poison Was The Cure
6. Lucretia
7. Tornado Of Souls
8. Dawn Patrol
9. Rust In Peace...Polaris


Holy Wars…The Punishment Due
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)

  Brother will kill brother
Spilling blood across the land
Killing for religion
Something I don't understand  

Fools like me who cross the sea
And come to foreign lands
Ask the sheep, for their beliefs
Do you kill on God's command?  

A country that's divided
Surely will not stand
My past erased, no more disgrace
No foolish naive stand  

The end is near, it's crystal clear
Part of the master plan
Don't look now to Israel
It might be your homelands  

Holy Wars  

Upon my poduim as the know-it-all scholar
Down in my seat of judgement gavel's bang, uphold the law
Up on my soapbox, a leader out to change the world
Down in my pulpit as the holier-than-thou-could-be messenger of God  

Wage the war on organized crime
Sneak attacks, repel down the rocks behind the lines
Some people risk to employ me
Some people live to destroy me
Either way they die  

They killed my wife and my baby with hopes to enslave me
First mistake...last mistake!
Paid by the alliance to slay all the giants
Next mistake...no more mistakes!  

Fill the cracks in with judicial granite
Because I don't say it, don't mean I ain't thinking it
Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away
I know what I said, now I must scream of the overdose and the lack of mercy killings.  


Hangar 18
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)

  Welcome to our fortress tall
Take some time to show you around
Impossible to break these walls
For you see the steel is much to strong
Computer banks to rule the world
Instruments to sight the stars  

Possibly I've seen too much
Hangar 18, I know too much  

Foreign life-forms inventory
Suspended state of cryongenics
Selective amnesia's the story
Believed, foretold, but who'd suspect
The military intelligence
Two words combined that can't make sense  


Take No Prisoners
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)

Got one chance, infiltrate them
Get it right, terminate them
Panzers will permeate them
Break their pride, denigrate them
And their people, retrograde them
Typhus, deteriorate them
Epidemic, devastate them
Take no prisoners, cremate them  

Going to war, give 'em hell
D-Day, next stop Normandy
Beginning of the end
We know how to and sure as shit, we'll win
'War is peace' sure man
A retreat for the damned
A playground for the demented
A haven for those who walk this world bereft of heart and soul  

Love and war, they say all is fair
Take his life but won't take his hair
Your body has parts your country can spare
By the way, son, here's your wheelchair  

He once had to be all he could be
Now he's nothing for one one, nowhere to see
Funny thing, he's like you and me
It's a funny thing, a funny thing
Tears streak his solemn stare
Abandoned for wreckage, nobody cares
No one knew what would happen there
No one spoke, no one even dared
Don't ask, what you can do for your country
Ask what your country can do for you  

Take no prisoners, take no shit!  


Five Magics
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)  

Bestow upon me knowledge
Wizard, all-knowing, all-wise
I want to rule this kingdom
Make sweet the breeze, now defiled
Dethrone the evil prince's iron fists in velvet gloves of sin
Parade the grey-robed monks, the vestal virgins
And wheel the wyverns in  

Let the ceremony consecrate the marriage
Let me be the protege of five magics  

Give me alchemy!
Give me wizardry!
Thermatology!
Electricity!
Magic if you please
Master all of these
Bring him to his knees
I master five magics  

Possessed with hellish torment
I master magics, 5
Hunting the abyss lord
Only one will stay alive
He who lives by the sword will surely also die
He who lives in sin will surely live the lie


Poison Was the Cure
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)  

I miss the warm embrace I felt
First time you touched me
Secure and safe in open arms
I should have known you'd crush me  

A snake you were when me met
I loved you anyway
Pulling out your poisoned fangs
The venom never goes away  

Serpent swims free in my blood
Dragons sleeping in my veins
Jackyl speaking with tongue
Roach egg laying in my brain  

Once stalked beneath your shadow
Sleepwalking to the gallows
I'm the sun that beats your brow in
'Til I finally threw the towel in  

Never knowing if I'd wake up in a whirlpool got redundant
My brain was just some driftwood in a cesspool, I became dead
From a rock star to a desk fool was my destiny, someone said
Love's a tidepool, taste the waters, life's abundant  

Taste me


Lucretia
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson)  

Sitting up, late at night
I tiptoe through the darkness
Cold as hell, black as spades
Aware of my immediate surrounding
In my place I escape up into my hideout
Hiding from everyone
My friends all say, 'Dave you're mental anyway' hey!
Drift into a deeper state
I stalk the cobwebbed stairways
Dirt grits between my feet
The stair creaks, I precariously sneak  

Hypnosis guides my hand
I slipside through the walkways
Sit in granny's rockin' chair
Memories are whirling by, yeah
Reminisce in the attic
Lucretia waits inpatiently
Cobwebs make me squint
The cobra so eloquently glints
Moonbeams surge through the sky
The crystal ball's energized
Surely that like the cat waiting
Lucretia rocks away  


Tornado of Souls
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson)  

This morning I made the call
The one that ends it all
Hanging up, I wanted to cry
But damnit, this wel'ls gone dry
Not for the money, not for the fame
Not for the power, just no more games  

But now I'm safe in the eye of tornado
I can't replace the lies that let a thousand days go
No more living trapped inside
In her way I'll surely die
In the eye of the tornado, blow me away  

You'll grow to loathe my name
You'll hate me just the same
You won't need your breath
And soon you'll meet your death
Not from the years, not from the use
Not from the tears, just self abuse  

Who's to say what's for me to say?
Who's to say what's for me to be?
Who's to say what's for me to do?
'Cause a big nothing it'll be for me
The land of opportunity
The golden chance for me
My future looks so bright
Now I think I've seen the light  

Can't say what's on my mind
Can't do what I really feel
In this bed I made for me
Is where I sleep, I really feel
I warn you of the fate
Proven true too late
Your tongue twists perverse
Come drink now of this curse
And now I fill your brain
I spin you round again
My poison fills your head
As I tuck you in your bed
You feel my fingertips
You won't forget my lips
You'll feel my cold breath
It's the kiss of death


Dawn Patrol
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson)  

Thermal count is rising in perpetual writhing
The primordial ooze and the sanity they lose  

Awakened in the morning to more air-pollution warnings
Still we sleepwalk off to work as our nervous systems jerk  

Pretending not to notice how history has forbode us
With the greenhouse in effect our environment is wrecked  

Now I can only laugh as I read our epitaph
We end our lives as moles in the dark of the dawn patrol  


Rust in Peace…Polaris
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)  

Tremble you weaklings, cower in fear
I am your ruler, land, sea and air
Immense in my girth, erect, I stand tall
I am a nuclear murderer, I am Polaris  

Ready to pounce at the touch of a button
My systems locked in on military gluttons
I rule on land, air, and sea
Pass judgement on humanity
Winds blow from the bowels of hell
Will we get warning? Only time will tell
Satan rears his ugly head to spit into the wind  

I spread disease like a dog
Discharge my payload a mile high
Rotten egg air of death wrestles your nostrils
Launch the Polaris, the end doesn't scare us
When will this cease?
The warheads will all rust in peace!  

Bomb shelters filled to the brim
Survival such a silly whim
World leaders sell missles cheap
Your stomach turns, your flesh creeps  

Hig priest of holocaust, fire from the sea
Nuclear winter spreading disease
The day of final conflict all will pay the price
The third world war rapes peace, takes life  

Back to the start, talk of the part
When the earth was cold as ice
Total dismay as the sun passed away
And the days were black as night  

Eradication of Earth's population loves Polaris