基本介紹
- 歌曲：Show of Force
- 語言：英語
- 發行日期：2010-02-09
- 歌手：The Psycho Realm
- 所屬專輯：A War Story - Book I
Show of Force - The Psycho Realm
We exert power with
metal showers at all hours
While they devour with mental
prowess and kill ours
Show of force for harm
it's main source
We divorce our current leaders
with no remorse
Crash course position
the miniature plastic soldiers
Onto the carefully drafted,
disastered dirt war
What is it for we hurt your group
And every troop that's
with me will work toward
Damaging your central areas
with eventual pain
The rain is repeated to gain
essential upper hand
Needed to stump the plan we land
My artillery shoots
when let loose shoots and
My bullets rams piercing
the skin of other men
In battle we rattle
the shadow of death no win
Thin chance if you're trying
to survive the grim dance
When the bomb lands your odds
for death and enhanced
Soldiers stance warriors
tranced with drug spells
We advance through burning
sands in slug hells
Chemical warfare gasmask is
the savior
Temporary relief, release from the danger
Silence is a stranger,
anger commanding demanding
Other sides surrendering
to the strangler
Show of force we cross and aim higher
Knock them down then we cease fire
Take time to consider
the bitter sweet no glitter
Or glamour the hammer
drops in any manner
The scanner detects
the weak speak up for yours
Any cause of revolution
and evolution of law
Draws the conclusion of people
abusin' their roles
Hold on to the controls
Your soul's slipping into darkness
Heartless individual
start this and part this
Connection we bought
this and sought this out
We about it the message
You never re route or doubt it
People might even shout
it louder to gain power
For many frustrated for truth
and knowledge of self
Wealth plays the back shelf
What's delt, you melt
To false livin' and misgiven
and misguided
Paths you take to make bread,
break bread
While others are tryin' to stay fed
Where you head at
Can't believe I said that
But it's a dead fact
You can't run from reality homie
Judge me but you don't know me
Only the lonely can
lay claim the same
Go out to the people sleepin'
You better wake up
Take up the whole make up
Insert the data a matter of fact
Scatter the chatter of every lop
Who gather in flocks batter up
The game's on, put your frames on
Look at the names on the wall
Suckas are ready to fall
In the war story
We find glory with blind fury
Hurry up let out the power without jury
Blurry eyes fire the weapons
And act purely out of survival
Rather be free or get buried
Symphonies soundtrack
the march of those daring
Walking through the firing ranges
with guns glaring
Injustice scaring
the masses to stop caring
Tell us apart by the masks
that we're wearing
Show of force
