I had wrists donning slits 
Flowing constantly 
My broken body in a wreck 
Wrapped around a tree 
A crosswalk hit and run 
The finish line for me 
People clutter in the gutter 
Take a look and see 

Chorus 
No escaping pain 
You belong to me 
Clinging onto life 
By the skin o' my teeth 
(Repeat) 

My blood flows through the streets 
Deluge from the wounds 
Empty jars of sleeping pills 
On the dresser of my room 
My wet brain neighbor cranes 
His neck to see in time, 
The white lights a train 
Bearing down on me 

Chorus 
Solo • Marty 

I won't feel the hurt 
I'm not trash any longer 
That that doesn't kill me 
Only makes me stronger 
I need a ride to the morgue 
That's what 911 is for 
So, tag my toe and don't forget 
Ooh to close the drawer 

Chorus 
				

You take a mortal man, 
And put him in control 
Watch him become a god, 
Watch peoples heads a'roll 
A'roll' 
A'roll' 

Chorus 
Just like the Pied Piper 
Led rats through the streets 
We dance like marionettes, 
Swaying to the Symphony' 
Of Destruction 

Acting like a robot, 
Its metal brain corrodes. 
You try to take its pulse, 
Before the head explodes. 
Explodes' 
Explodes' 

Chorus 
Solo • Marty 

The Earth starts to rumble 
World powers fall 
A'warring for the heavens, 
A peaceful man stands tall 
A tall... 
A tall... 

Chorus
				

Born from the dark, 
In the black cloak of night. 
To envelop its prey below, 
Deliver to the light. 
To eliminate your enemy, 
Hit them in their sleep, 
And when all is won and lost, 
The spoils of wars are yours to keep. 

Chorus 
Great nations built from the bones of the dead, 
With mud and straw, blood and sweat, 
You know your worth when your enemies 
Praise your architecture of aggression. 

Solo • Marty 

Ensuing power vacuum, 
A toppled leader dies 
His body fuels the power fire, 
And the flames rise to the sky. 
One side of his face a kiss, 
The other genocide. 
Time to pay with your ass, 
A worldwide suicide. 

Chorus 
Solo • Marty 

Born from the dark, 
In the black cloak of night. 
To envelop its prey below, 
Deliver to the light. 
To eliminate your enemy, 
Hit then in their sleep, 
And when all is won and lost, 
The spoils of war are yours to keep. 

Chorus 
				

Rise so high, yet so far to fall. 
A plan of dignity and balance for all. 
Political breakthrough, euphoria's high. 
More borrowed money, more borrowed time. 
Backed in a corner, caught up in the race. 
Means to an end ended in disgrace. 
Perspective is lost in the spirit of the chase. 

Chorus 
Foreclosure of a dream, 
Those visions never seen, 
Until all is lost, 
Personal Holocaust. 
Foreclosure of a dream. 

Barren land that once filled a need, 
Are worthless now, dead without a deed. 
Slipping away from an iron grip, 
Nature's scales are forced to tip, 
The heartland cries, loss of all pride. 
To leave ain't believing, so try and be tried. 
Insufficient funds, insanity and suicide. 

Chorus 
Solo • Dave 

Now with new hope some will be proud. 
This is no hoax, no one pushed out. 
Receive a reprieve and be a pioneer. 
Break new ground of a new frontier. 
New ideas will surely get by. 
No deed, or dividend. Some may ask “Why'” 
You'll find the solution, the answers in the sky. 

Solo • Marty 

Rise so high, yet so far to fall. 
A plan of dignity and balance for all. 
Political breakthrough, euphoria's high. 
More borrowed money, more borrowed time. 

Chorus 

Holocaust 
				

Hello me' Meet the real me. 
And my misfit's way of life. 
A dark black past is my 
Most valued possession. 
Hindsight is always 20-20, 
But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy. 
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story' Tell it to Reader's Digest!!! 

Chorus 
Feeling paranoid 
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me, and 
My air is getting thin. 
I'm in trouble for the things 
I haven't got to yet. 
I'm chomping at the bit, and my 
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets. 

Hello me' It's me again. 
You can subdue, but never tame me. 
It gives me a migraine headache 
Thinking down to your level. 
Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault 
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance. 
Mankind has got to know 
His limitations. 

Chorus 
Feeling claustrophobic, 
Like the walls are closing in. 
Blood stains on my hands and 
I don't know where I've been. 
I'm in trouble for the things 
I haven't got to yet. 
I'm sharpening the axe and my 
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets. 

Solo • Dave 

Well, me' it's nice talking to myself, 
A credit to dementia. 
Some day you too will know my pain, 
And smile its blacktooth grin. 
If the war inside my head 
Won't take a day off I'll be dead. 
My icy fingers claw your back, 
Here I come again. 

Chorus 
Feeling paranoid 
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me 
And my air is getting thin 
Feeling claustrophobic, 
Like the walls are closing in. 
Blood stains on my hands and 
I don't know where I've been 
Once you committed me 
Now you've acquitted me 
Claiming validity 
For your stupidity 
I'm chomping at the bit 
I'm sharpening the axe 
Here I come again, whoa! 
Sweating bullets 
				

It was just another day 
It was just another fight 
It was words strung into sentences 
It was doomed to not be right 

There is something wrong with me 
There is something wrong with you 
There is nothing left of us 
There is one thing I can do 

Chorus 
Lying on your bed, 
Examining my head 
This is the part of me that hates 
Paybacks are a bitch 
I throw the switch 
Somewhere an electric chair awaits 
Hey! This was my life 
Hey! This was my fate 

This was the wrong thing to do 
This was the wrong one to be doing 
This was the road to destiny 
This was the road to my ruin 

Now there's motives for the suspect 
Now there's nothing left to say 
Now there's method to the madness 
Now there's society to pay 

Chorus 

Spoken: 
In our life there's if 
In our beliefs there's lie 
In our business there's sin 
In our bodies there's die 

Solo • Dave 

This was my life 
This was my fate
				

Endangered species, caged in fright, 
Shot in cold blood, no chance to fight. 
The stage is set, now pay the price. 
An ego boost, don't think twice. 
Technology, the battle's unfair, 
You pull the hammer without a care. 
Squeeze the trigger that makes you Man, 
Pseudo-safari, the hunt is canned' 
The hunt is canned. 

Chorus 
All are gone, all but one. 
No contest, nowhere to run. 
No more left, only one. 
This is it, this is the Countdown to Extinction. 

Tell the truth, you wouldn't dare. 
The skin and trophy, oh so rare. 
Silence speaks louder than words. 
Ignore the guilt, and take your turn. 
Liars anagram is “lairs,” 
Man you were never even there. 
Killed a few feet from the cages, 
Point blank, you're so courageous... 
So courageous. 

Chorus 

Reporter: 
One hour from now, 
another species of life form 
will disappear off the face of the planet 
forever' and the rate is accelerating. 

Harmony 
Chorus 
				

Do it if you dare 
Leaping from the sky 
Hurling thru the air 
Exhilarating high 
See the Earth below 
Soon to make a crater 
Blue sky, black death 
I'm off to meet my maker 

Chorus 
Energy of the gods, adrenalin surge 
Won't stop til I hit the ground, I'm on my way for sure 
Up here in the air, this will never hurt 
I'm on my way to impact, taste the high speed dirt 

Paralyzed with fear 
Feel velocity gain 
Entering a near 
Catatonic state 
Pressure of the sound 
Roaring thru my head 
Crash into the ground 
Damned if I'll be dead 

Chorus 

Jump or die! 

Solo • Dave 
Solo • Marty 

Dropping all my weight 
Going down full throttle 
The pale horse awaits 
Like a genie in a bottle 
Fire in my veins 
Faster as I go 
I forgot my name 
I'm a dirt torpedo 

Solo • Marty 

High speed dirt 
High speed dirt 
High speed dirt 
High speed dirt 

Solo • Dave
				

Assassin in stealth 
Assailant from Hell 
Impervious to damage 

Computer on-board 
Engaged in a war 
Non-stop combatant 

Maybe not a mutant, maybe a man 

Chorus 
Part bionic 
And organic 
Not a cyborg 
Call him Psychotron 

Burning inside 
Godspeed in glide 
Battle plan running 

A killing machine 
Just downright mean 
And forever gunning 

Maybe not a mutant, maybe a man 

Chorus 
Repeat Chorus 

Solo • Marty 

Target to destroy 
Arms in employ 
Full assault fire threat 

Sensors indicate 
You will terminate 
Life systems disconnect 

Chorus 
Repeat Chorus 

Solo • Marty 

Psychotron 
				

Madness comes and madness goes 
An insane place, with insane moves 
Battles without, for battles within 
Where evil lives and evil rules 

Spoken: 
Breaking them up, just breaking them in 
Quickest way out, quickest relief wins 
Never disclose, never betray 
Cease to speak or cease to breathe 
And when you kill a man, you're a murderer 
Kill many, and you're a conqueror 
Kill them all' Ooh' Oh you're a god! 

Judge: 
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, 
Have you reached a verdict?

Foreman: 
Yes, we have Your Honour, we find the defendant guilty. 
On all counts for crimes against all humanity! 

Judge: 
By virtue of the jury's decision and the power 
Vested in me by the state I hereby sentence you to be 
Incarcerated with no possibility of parole' for life. 

Convict: 
Life" Whadda ya mean life" I ain't got a life! 

Judge: 
Boy!' Your soul better belong to Jesus, 
Hmmm-mmm' cause your ass belongs to me! 

Chorus 
Captive honour, ain't no honour 
Captive honour, aint't no honour 

No time for questions 
No time for the games 
Start kicking ass 
And taking down the names 
A long shit list 
A shorter fuse 
He is untouchable 
And guarantees you'll lose 

Chorus 
Solo • Dave 

Inside the bighouse 
His nightmare unfolds 
Before he got there 
His manpussy was sold 
Black blanket welcome 
This tough guy's now a bitch 
Praying for death 
It can't be worse than this 

Chorus 

Solo • Dave 
Solo • Marty 

Captive honour, ain't no honour 
				

People have round shoulders from fairing heavy loads. 
And the soldiers liberate them, laying mines along their roads. 
Sorrow paid for valor is too much to recall 
Of the countless corpses piled up along the wailing wall. 

Melting down all metals, turning plows and shears to swords, 
Shun words of the Bible, we need implements of war. 
Chalklines and red puddles of those who have been slain 
Destiny, that crooked schemer, says the dead shall rise again 

Chorus 
Where do we go from here?
And should we really care?
The end is finally here, 
God have mercy! 

Now we've rewritten history 
The one thing we've found out, 
Sweet taste of vindication, 
It turns to ashes in your mouth. 

Chorus 

Spoken: 
If you're fighting to live 
It's O.K. to die! 
The answer to your question is: 
Welcome to tomorrow! 

Solo • Marty 

Solo • Marty 
Solo • Dave 

Harmony 

Where do we go from here?
God have mercy! 

Chorus 

Mercy'