1. CROWD CONTROL

I pass my eye over the lies
Distorted vision for crowd control
They manipulate being the guides
A new enslavement you're not alone

Refuse the wrath seek out the truth
Diffuse the path to innocent youth
Behold the bloodbath it's another rotten group
To control me to content ‘em
It's their will against my will

They will never ever get control

Inquire not to pretend
Don’t believe what you read
Hate is again the brand new trend
Don’t believe what you see

I won’t play the systems game
I fight the crowd control

Crowd control

They try to force me to obey
They offer amusement to blind my eyes
The ways of men don’t become my way
To believe in a fake world and all their lies

I refuse the wrath forcing all their truth
A dangerous path incites the worst in you
They play both ends against the middle and you
Have to obey choose your side
It’s their will against your will

Inquire not to pretend
Don’t believe what you read
Hate is again the brand new trend
Don’t believe what you see

I won’t play the systems game
I fight the crowd control

Crowd control

Refuse the wrath
Seek out the truth
This dangerous path
Incites the worst in you

The worst in you


2. EYES IN THE MIRROR

Dark side of the mirror the mistery of my soul
Hides a secret part of me I didn’t even know
It’s pure adrenaline the flow of death
Open my veins will be my last breath

What is it the pleasure of pain
My life screams crave it again
Kill kill kill I’m dying in agony
My eyes in the mirror portrait of tragedy

I know my will this life ain’t worth living
Kill me now or let me kill fuck up the world
Death through my eyes shall remain my fear inside
Death through my veins all the truth I cannot hide

What is it the pleasure of pain
My life screams crave it again
Kill kill kill I’m dying in agony
My eyes in the mirror portrait of tragedy

What is it the pleasure of pain
My life screams crave it again
Kill kill kill I’m dying in agony
My eyes in the mirror portrait of tragedy


3. MEAN MACHINE (MOTÖRHEAD TRIBUTE)

Midnight runaway know you're running scared
Bright lights big city nobody seems to care
Open your eyes who's there who's there
Open your eyes nightmare

Unclean fever dream on the high side in the Mean Machine

Black bomber in the night, can you handle the pain
Better call the FBI, better change your name
Open your eyes oh no oh no
Open your eyes creepshow

Unclean fever dream on the wild side in the Mean Machine

Unclean fever dream take a ride Mean Machine
Wet dream bad scene we don't care where you been
On the screen movie queen things ain't always
What they seem stay clean crazy dream

Off the high side in the Mean Machine