I need a rush, take a drive Drive by night, stay alive Flashing lights, I'm so wired Radio set on old fifty five
The way of the ambush is made for the sniper Aim for the target I am the striker I strike at night, and won't deny Flashbacks of my life, before I die
Made me plead made me obey Making me bleed, and no time to pray
Metal machine, metal machine Metal machine, metal machine
All that I've seen is rocks and bombs Families dying, homes are all gone Amongst the rubble, a voice of a child So scared and crying, so young and wild
The way of our culture is made as a token They are the enemy, who must be broken Break the silence, nothing to hide Machine of death, along for the ride
Wanted I was, by my own kind Martyrs are many, but few turn back time
Metal machine, metal machine Metal machine, metal machine
My world is set in black and white A call to arms take up the fight Bred to believe deliver the dream But all that I hear is a child's scream
The victims are many, but I was the chosen The news of the day, mass killing, explosion This is the truth, this is for real Machine of death, wired to kill
Road of choice, what did I find I saw the sign, stay alive
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