T.I.S.T. Album Song 18bysjmhmttep©
Jun 9, 2009
Album-The Intergalactic Space Travelers Song 18.
Heavy Metal Thunder Productions
Copyright protected on May 2009.
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Album- The Intergalactic Space Travelers (A Mutant Age Rock Band) An Electrical Fire In/On My Ear
Written by Stacy James Meadows
With Concepts Created by Stacy James Meadows, Larry William Van Hoorebeke, and Donald Edward Van Hoorebeke.
Song 18 Aggression (Another I.N.S.A.N.E. H.A.V.O.C. Single) (Live)
Feel our aggression.
It's our sole possession.
Feel our aggression.
It's our only obsession.
So come on, and feel our aggression.
You can't feel our pain.
You can't sense our frustration.
You can't see our minds going insane.
You can't understand our aggravation.
But soon you will...
You can't sense our evil intentions.
You can't feel our tormented dimensions.
You can't see our condemned inner speculations.
You can't even begin to understand our unholy discriminations.
Let us in and you will...
Messenger of Death,
Harbinger of Pain, Grief, & Sorrow,
Harbinger of Death.
Can you feel our pain,
As we take aim?
We pull the trigger,
With our pointy fingers.
In the end,
We'll go up in a column of flames,
And no one will even remember our names.
We're broken, and you can't fix us.
You could've listened, but now it's to late.
You know mentally we got a disease.
We don't even belong in normal society.
Give us some shock therapy,
We want some shock therapy,
Please, please, give us some shock therapy,
We crave, plead, and beg for some shock therapy.
But now it's to late, so...
We're like wounded animals,
Trapped inside a steel cage.
You got us backed into a corner.
Can you see our rage?
You think you have us,
As our guts are poured on the floor.
You see our blood, and think you got us,
And you want, no demand more,
But you make a mistake,
As you turn and lock the door.
We're probably going to die.
We have nothing left to lose,
But we can take you with us,
And see you swinging from the hangman's noose,
All cozy right beside us.
As our blood flows,
We let it all go,
And soon a victor we will all know.
(Repeat Chorus & Fade)
(Ends with sounds of I.N.S.A.N.E. H.A.V.O.C. being surprised as The Intergalactic Space Travelers breaks onto stage and confronts them, and a battle ensues.)
To be continued.
Next Song 19 Going Crazy For You, a love song from a stalker's point of view, so check it out, coming soon.