The View - Lou Reed, Metallica

I am a chorus of the voices

That gather up the magnets

Set before me

I attract you and repel you

A science of the heart

And blood and meaning

The coldness of most beauties is a challenge that our youth must quickly conquer

There is no time for guilt

Or second guessing, second guessing

Based on feeling

I am the truth, the beauty

That causes you to cross

Your sacred boundaries

I have no morals

Some think me cheap

And someone who despises

The normalcy of heartbreak, the purity of love

But I worship the young

And just formed angel

Who sits upon the pin of lust

Everything else bores me

I want to see your suicide

I want to see you give it up

Your life of reason

I want you on the floor

And in a coffin your soul shaking

I want to have you doubting

Every meaning you’ve amassed like a fortune

Oh, throw it away

For worship of someone who actively despises you

For worship of someone who actively despises you!

I am the root!

I am the progress!

I’m the aggressor!

I am the tablet!

These ten stories!

Worship!

Worship!

Pain and evil have their place sitting here beside me!

I offer them to you as servants

Of the gold that you must give!

Pain and evil have their place sitting here beside me!

And I will offer them, I offer them to you

As servants of the gold that you must give to me!

I want to see your suicide

I want to see you give it up

Your life of reason

I want to see you on the floor

And in a coffin, soul shaking, soul shaking

I want to have you doubting

Every meaning you’ve amassed like a fortune

Like a fortune, throw it away

For worship of someone who actively despises you

Who actively despises you!

I am the view!

I am the table!

I am the view, I am the table!

I am all this!

I am the root!

The progress!

The aggressor!

I am the table!

I am the ten stories!

I am the table!

I am!

I am!

I am!

I am!

I am!