Music for the Massive

Strike The situation is critical. Evacuate, alarm, strapped down and still. Flicked switched will detonate; Causing me no harm till I'm cut to size. I call to memory times I Hold you down like that. Does anyone believe it's me That I'm trying to resc

Accumulate into one The second half has begun And I'm not the judge. Innocent are hung Remain unsung And I hold a grudge. Take a stab in the dark And then it comes as a shock Finger on the pulse. Everything that can Happens to the man; See the manneq