See the rushing crowd of people
Hurries to a place to go
Anxious about wasting too much time
Seems they hasten to a shelter
From a raging wind and storm
In the thick of things I can find mine
Have a look what happened to us all
The only choice you have is stand or fall
Ere my last day yet to come
I swear this oath right to the sun
As writ large in my face
Iâm here on earth to win the race
Wondering who will pay the bill
For the common entry fee
For the play-offs of the madden crowd
Finally itâs how itâs always told
Most precious things in life are bearing gold
Ere my last day yet to come
I swear this oath right to my son
As writ large in his face
Heâs here on earth to win the race
Pressure to get higher grades
Each a victim of his fate
Always on the run weâre having fun
Shooting rampage here and there
Society of dump-and- burn
Brave new world is far from charity
Keeping up the pace until youâre old
Wise words have no chance of being told
Ere my last day yet to come
I swear this oath right to the sun
As writ large in my face
Iâm here on earth to win the race
Before my last day yet to come
I swear this oath right to my son
As writ large in his face
Heâs here on earth to win the race
- :
- Consegnaci, Bambina, I Tuoi Occhi
- The Judgement
- Electronic Garden
- Ball Of The Damned
- Terminal Earth
- Hypertrace
- Miscellaneous
- Massacre Soundcheck Volume 3
- Massacre Soundcheck Volume 18
- Across the Universe
- Mental Reservation
- Scantropolis
- The History of Massacre Records
- Rock Hard: Dynamit, Volume 5
- Melody and Power
- Doomsday News