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Lyrics to 'We'll Meet Again' by Pantera. I walk the / Streets of darkness / Where hell awaits / Guarded by the mystery / Just beyond the gates / Searching for. If Vinnie released Pantera's equivalent to The Lost Tracks of Danzig or it sounds like a demo for Use My Third Arm and Shedding Skin, merged into one song as Thematically, the lyrics are about Phil projecting himself as this street toughie; . a riff from Piss and has been said to be a "later" version of it, but then again. We'll Meet Again Lyrics: I walk the / Streets of darkness / Where hell awaits / Guarded by the mystery / Just beyond the gates / Searching for the answer / Every.
An acoustic guitar interlude and a liquid Dime solo that, for a few bars at least, unexpectedly wanders into major-key territory, allow a few seconds of sunshine to poke through the black clouds. The overall recording resembles a mash-up of Judas Priest and Kill Em All—era Metallica, and Dimebag even sounds like the mutant offspring of James Hetfield and Rob Halford, proving that he could have been a frontman if he so desired.
The song comes crashing in right out of the gate with a choppy, staircase-like unison riff from Dime and Rex. When the breakneck pace slows to a grind a little more than a minute into the song, the mood and attitude becomes unmistakably Pantera, especially after Dimebag unleashes an eerie harmonized guitar interlude about another minute later. That said, his brother Vinnie picks up the slack with a vicious and unusually busy drum performance.
Vinnie Paul bashes out a machine-gun beat, Dimebag and Rex pair up on a wickedly intricate yet incredibly catchy riff built on sheets of sliding power chords, and Phil Anselmo barks out a self-empowerment lyric with searing rage and intensity.
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And the music video, which presented the band mostly in stark black-and-white and with plenty of chaotic strobe lighting for effect, only further cemented their status as the new kings of metal.
When people think of Pantera, it is most likely this iteration of the band, led by a shaven-headed, bare-chested Anselmo, that comes to mind. Of course anyone who knows Anselmo also knows that five minutes alone with him is the last thing anyone would want.
A bad trip, the Emptiness. I never sleep, or always sleep a lack of Fulfillment to me is me. These hard lines and sunken cheeks are part of What the Christians mean to immortalize my situation. My soul for a goat. Yet I'll outlive the old. To get close to some Undivine ejaculation point. Simply to thy ghost I cling.
Simply to thy ghost I reject.
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Simply to thy ghost I give spit. Tempter, tempting, tempt me. You know that I'll Submit. For this is my weakness and it saves me from relationships With those Christians. You know they'll sell you my soul For a goat. At battle with a mass astringent.
The bond That blends the weak to the wise. It's a safe assumption that you'd want to save me now. But I'll never face castration. For your sacred sow is left slaughtered. Bird brained World saver. A fake god rests dead inside you. For your sacred sow is left Slaughtered.
The fruit Of intention cry for their dead, but turning their head to Ignore reality's claw. Knife to your wrist, syringe in your Arm is your ounce of prevention. Give what you made, And under your name on your grave, is salvation. A big Fucking joke. Slaughter the pig, the self righteous king for your own Restoration. For your God is in your chest, and faith kills What is precious, for death is unanswered. I vent my frustration at you old man, after Years your ears will hear.
You screamed that you Tried, but it's words of a weakling and promises made By a drunken liar [fucking liar].
Pantera - We'll Meet Again Lyrics
Now you pick up that splintered Chair, that was aiming for your head. A head that should Have been long ago kicked in by me. I won't lose a second of sleep for this Orphaned to the dope and drinks, I learned my lesson well, Somehow?
Can't clutch my regrets. But these years of detachment have left me with Demons now surfacing. But I'm becoming more than nothing. You never knew the answers to any of my questions, did you?
You made up all the answers to my unimportant existence. But now you don't have to dump me off, not again Don't touch me again. I vow, lest I die tomorrow You'll never be the father I am. The bastard father to The thousands of the ugly, criticized, the unwanted. The Ones with fathers just like you. The vocal performance really "piss"ed me off. The lyrics aren't really nothig to be desired either.
They range from buttheaded to just plain stupid. Another unfortunate thing, none of the other instruments stood out other than the guitar. It's as if Phil and Dime are the only ones they care about, and Dime is clearly more important than Anselmo.
This really is a guitar driven song. Though, if you liked Vulgar Display of Power or are one of those people who worship everything Pantera has recorded after Power Metal, you'll probably like this song.
For me, I'd say that "Piss" is decent at best. There's better Pantera tracks out there, but this one is fresh for everyone. You might as well get SOME enjoyment out of it while you can.