Metallica - One (official video with lyrics)

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Metallica - One (official video with lyrics)

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The official, original video clip of Metallica - One with lyrics but sadly it blocked by youtube :(

This song from this band's 4th album '...And Justice for All' from 1988.
This song is the 3rd single from this album.

The movie clips from 'Johnny got his gun' movie from 1971.
www.imdb.com/title/tt0067277/

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'Metallica - One' lyrics:

Johnny Got His Gun
Written and Directed by Dalton Trumbo
1971


The cerebrum has suffered massive
and irreparable damage.
You can never know what has happened to him.
If I have not been sure of this,
I would not have permitted him to live.


Where am I?
Father!
What happened?
I need help...


What is democracy?

It got something to do with young men
killing each other, Arthur.

When it's comes my turn,
will you want me to go?

For democracy, any man would give
his only begotten son.


It is impossible for any severed individual
to experience pain,
pleasure, memory, dreams
or thought of any kind.
This young man will be as unfeeling
as unthinking as the dead...
...until the day he joins them.

I don't know weather I'm alive
or dreaming or dead or remembering.
How can you tell what's a dream
and what's real
when you can't even tell when you're awake
and when you're asleep?

Where am I?



I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops with me
Now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there's not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now

Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh, please God wake me

They kept my head and
chopped off everything.
Oh god, please make them hear me.
They won't listen, they won't hear me.
They got to wake me up,
I'll be like this for years.

Hear me.



Back in the womb it's much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But can't look forward to reveal
Look to the time when I'll live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh, please God wake me



It's like a piece of me that keeps on living
It won't always be like this, will it?
I can't live like this! I, I can't!
Please, no!
I can't! I can't!

Help me! Somebody, please help me!

Mother, where are ya?

Mommy, mother, I'm having a nightmare
and I can't wake up!



Now the world is gone I'm just one
Oh, God help me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh, please God help me



Me lying here like, like some freak
in a carnival show.

Here is the armless, legless
wonder of the twentieth century!

Death has a dignity of its own.

Father!

I need help!
I'm in terrible trouble and I need help!

Don't you remember when you were little?

How you and Bill Harper use to string
a wire between the two houses?

So you could telegraph to each other.

Do you remember the Morse code?



Darkness
Imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell



It's Morse code.

For what?

S.O.S.

Help.


Landmine
Has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in Hell



What's he saying?

Said kill me.
Over and over again.

Kill me.

Oh god, please make them hear me.

Don't you have any message for him Arthur?

He's the product of your profession,
not mine.

Kill me.
I'm asking you to kill me.

Thank you.

Save me please.

Father!

Each man faces death by himself.

Alone.

Good-bye father.

Inside me I'm screaming,
nobody pays any attention.
If I had arms, I could kill myself.
If I had legs, I could run away.
If I had a voice, I could talk
and be some kind of company for myself.
How do I know they'll kill me?
I could yell for help, but nobody'd help me.
I just got to do some kind of,
see how I can go on like this.

S.O.S.
Help...
...me.
S.O.S.
Help...
...me.

Keep the home fires burning.
While our hearts are yearning.