“Slaves Of The Music”

I see the lights, and now its time to feel the pain

More wounds and [bad word] just make me to stay
My quiet heart starts to beat like a roll of a [bad word] And now I'm bullet in a barrel 
The streams of sound squeeze my marrow

Because
It is my burning desire
To be on the battle field
And set myself way higher
That’s the way I live

Give in to motion
Without resistance
Without resistance

Its time to move to the next part

Fall on the floor, but the crowd picks me up
This is the silent accord any warrior got
And we will never stop
We're slaves of the music that is over the top

It is my burning desire
To be on the battle field
And set myself way higher
That’s the way I live

Give in to motion
Without resistance
Without resistance

We will never stop until we're done
We will never stop until we're done
We will never stop until we're done
We'll never stop until our lives done

Mosh, Mosh, Mosh, Mosh, Mosh, Mosh, Moooooosh …

Give in to motion
Without resistance
Without resistance