Product of Society

Take a look into the future See a time that will exist But you can't seem to find out When it really is There's talk about a legend It rides across the land They call it death machine He rules with metal hand Yes, he'll ride To run you down Silently

Have you ever felt a puncture thru the skin From a piece of metal that is rusty, dull and thin? And the pain it brings you as it plunges deep within Your tears have not yet started, but soon they will begin I don't have to warn you about the feelings

Walking lost in the snow Can't decide which way to go Feel the chill take control As the avalanche starts to flow See your life before your eyes No one there to hear your cries Feel the ground start to shake As you lose all your fate Try to scream Co

What is it called When you can't sleep at night? The shadows on the wall Gives you such a fright Wish you had a switch To turn off the light in your head Could it be that what Makes you lie awake in your bad? What will you do To make yourself fall as

Forgotten, men who fought for shit Went through hell, lived in pain While our leaders just sit there stupid Worthless fucking war All it did for the world Is to shut a lot of doors Was it right for men to fight? And to risk all their lives... Left be

Lost mind looking for something To fill that empty space Glaring at you so coldly But yet he has no face Driven to mindless murder By a world that's so cold Product of our society Packaged and ready to be sold Subconsciously sadistic To live he has t

Danger lingers in the air Tonight - don't feel right Something tells you to beware Your head hits the wall The floor drops beneath your feet In a rage of panic Buildings crumbling to the street Earthquake... Earthquake Screams fill the air Earthquake