Слова:
Rage Human Metal

human metal, yes, I am real, I'm human metal I'm human metal and I am made to give you back what you have lost I'm human metal, yes, I am real, I'm human

human metal, yes, I am real, I'm human metal I'm human metal and I am made to give you back what you have lost I'm human metal, yes, I am real, I'm human

by the sound Of the music that's around A raging metal pound I'm human metal, yes, I am real, I'm human metal I'm human metal and I am made to give you

and iron Alright donors Donate Flesh of steel, a legion of donors We are one as our blood transfers New found power raging through your veins Blood metal

Pretty poor the spiritual devices form Perform! another way of life beyond. Asking for! mechanical devices form to torture blind another human sight.

the floor, duct tape you I'm a monster, bone-crusher, dome-splitter We throw witcha, you roll thick we roll thicker Human Rottweiler, rip your ribcage out We flip out, let the rage

One electrified eye Freezing metalized smile No more cheating the code The scene is set - emotions disconnected Welcome to the cyber trail Laser cops

swarm in a form of paragraph Start from the corner of the pages in my pad And nothin' could withstand the rhyme, when it rages in its path But I don't

the floor, duct tape you I'm a monster, bone-crusher, dome-splitter We throw witcha, you roll thick we roll thicker Human Rottweiler, rip your ribcage out We flip out, let the rage