Viva la R-ǝʌol-♥zióN !

In The Box!

Yesterday
When I was just a boy
In days of youthful hero worship
My kind have been molded by images on the screen

Brought up to emulate the big
Guns

Just another guest on death's best show
The influence cuts deeper than mom knows
Electric waves
The demon's fly

Now could we just be

Bred to kill or DIE

Oh there must be something else
All the blame I place on myself
Behind the tired eyes
The tears go uncried

Now that I'm grown
Abandoned childhood toys
But still what danger
Have I retained
To grab the brass ring
To go in for the kill
And covet the good you know 'dem got for
MURDER

Minds are locked down
(out)


Minds are locked down
(out)



Minds are locked down
(out)




Minds are locked down
(out)