Violence & Force
Album - 1984 - Debaser id 60491

Goin' to the show pounding your fists to the air Heads slamming, brains bashing, it's Over The Top you don't care Headbanging rats rip this place from the ceiling to the ground Black night, Metal fight, tear it apart as we pound Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal Losing control, feeling the force from the back to the stage Caught in the spell, 'cause it's louder than hell, gone past the pressures of pain Leather 'n spikes strapped to the wrists of this Metal brigade Like pistons pumping, headbangers pounding, the sound of an army in rage Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal (Yeah) Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal Dark night intense fight, bone crushing metal disease Watts of power, wanting it louder Noone can stop us when we're pounding Goin' to the show pounding your fists to the air Heads slamming, brains bashing, it's Over The Top you don't care Headbanging rats rip this place from the ceiling to the ground Black night, Metal fight, tear it apart as we pound Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal (Yeah) Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal (Pounding) Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal (Rip it apart) Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal (Yeah) Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal (Pounding) Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal (Tear it apart) Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal Pounding Metal, Pounding Metal

In the shadows I will be lurking, waiting for my time to come
Noone messes with the dealer, I could burn for what I've done
In the night I will be watching, waiting for the man to show
Blood is boiling in my brains, you never know of tomorrow

Noone knows how far to go
Delivering to the Master
Don't sweat it the man's gotta show
Delivering to the Master

In the night the sweltering sweat running down the back of my head
Looking out for the man in black, One wrong move & I'm dead
The master calls I start to shake, burning inside with fear
No escape, no way out, my destination will soon be here

Noone knows how far to go
Delivering to the Master
Don't sweat it the man's gotta show
Delivering to the Master

The moon has cast it's final glow, the sight of fogs in teh streets
White lines on a table of black, the only way I can ever find peace
Hiding out paranoia sets in, evil runs through my veins
Suicide, the last resort wake up I'm going insane

Noone knows how far to go
Delivering to the Master
Don't sweat it the man's gotta show
Delivering to the Master

I'm looking out for someone who could destroy my mind
I'm creeping 'round the corner biding my time
Waiting fo rthe set-up time, waiting for the attack
The heat is on the dealer, you're never comin' back