Set Fazers

Hands Against The Wall

We Like to Party

Wannabe In the style of System Of A Down

Nu Delhi

[Verse 1]
A scent of panic on the air
A pulse of terror, pure and rare
You think your silence makes you safe
I feel the rhythm of your faith

[Chorus]
Running won't save you now
I can hear your frantic vow
A final prayer upon your brow
This city is my hunting ground

[Verse 2]
The shadows begin to weep
A promise that I mean to keep
Your fragile form is wearing thin
I feel the panic set within

[Chorus]
Running won't save you now
I can hear your frantic vow
A final prayer upon your brow
This city is my hunting ground

[Verse 3]
No more stalking in the dark
I see the embers of your spark
My shiny teeth are set and bare
A spectacle of your despair

[Verse 4]
Running won't save you now
I taste the failure on your brow
This game is done, I make my bow

[Chorus]
Running won't save you now
I can hear your frantic vow
A final prayer upon your brow
This city is my hunting ground

Apex

Punk Rock Power

Lyrics:
Losing sight of our minds

Losing sight of our minds
Not only have I gone insane
But the rest of society has followed me

Breaking
Bleeding
The world is seeing
My mind
Collapse
As I watch
This jest go too far

A jest so cold
Misunderstood
Taken seriously
A tragedy
Many souls have been lost
Through this fallacy
A jest too far
They misunderstood the message
A jest too far
They've killed us all

All he did was say a few words
A line so cold, yet a line so hard
One that could dethrone a god
One that could turn this world on it's head
One that could remove your final breath
The jester sees the world shine
As everyone dies

A jest so cold
Misunderstood
Taken seriously
A tragedy
Many souls have been lost
Through this fallacy
A jest too far
They misunderstood the message
A jest too far
They've killed us all

They've killed us all
Captured, tortured, murdered
A jest to rule them all
A jest too far

A jest so cold
Misunderstood
Taken seriously
A tragedy
Many souls have been lost
Through this fallacy
A jest too far
They misunderstood the message
A jest too far
They've killed us all

Credits:
Instrumentation, Vocals: Curated Destruction
Lyrics, Production: candidpop223

Wannabe In the style of System Of A Down

corpsecollector