Too Little, Too Late (2<=2 L8) - Heavy Metal

Intro

You think, YOU can stop hate…

Better rethink.........

Verse 1

Line up in your little cars, painted pretty and bright

Praying to whatever god you think might save you tonight

Engines screaming like bitches, forming up your weak brigade

You come hunting for Hateman, but you’re already afraid

You got your setups, your spectators, your little Team Dan plan

But I was born inside a fire you will never understand

I drink hate like gasoline, I wear it like a second skin

Every time you swing, I get deeper within

Pre-Chorus

You load up, you talk tough, you think today’s the day

I just smile in the darkness… then drift away

Chorus

Too little… Too late…

You’re always too little… Too late…

You chase the shadow, you hunt the hate

But Hateman’s already sealed your fate

Too little… Too late…

Motherfuckers… Too little… Too late…

Verse 2

You circle like vultures, you swarm like flies

Thinking numbers and tricks will bring my demise

Broken and salty little crabby claws

All of you crawling, obeying the old laws

I am the poison in your veins when you floor it on the track

I am the wreck you don't see till your car is on its back

You pray for the moment, you beg for the kill

But the hate you created is the fate you'll feel

Pre-Chorus

You load up, you talk tough, you swear this time you’ll win

I just laugh through the flames… and do it all again

Chorus

Too little… Too late…

You’re always too little… Too late…

You chase the shadow, you hunt the hate

But Hateman’s already sealed your fate

Too little… Too late…

You pathetic fucking sheep… Too little… Too late…

Bridge

bring every friend…

bring every trick…

bite the liars tongue…

It won’t matter. I am the hate you threw on me.

And now… I’m hungry.

Final Chorus

Too little… Too late!

You’ll never be enough… Too late!

I see you coming, I feel your breath

Then I leave you broken, tasting death

Too little… Too late!

Hateman… Hateman…

You’re always…

Too little… Too late!

Outro

Try again tomorrow…

I’ll be waiting.

Too little…

Too late…