Paroles de The Shift

The shift starts, your spine stiffens You break out in a cold, cold sweat Then the muscular convulsions tear at your brain Leaving you snarling and snapping at air Your thoughts are of tearing asunder All that exists in a man's world Control does not exist You're in the shift and Hell has begun Held in the shift (held in the shift) Held in the shift (held in the shift) (Kick, snare) The shift starts, the growl comes from the stomach up Back from the base of the vertebrae Razorback, hair straight up Fluid shoots from your mouth and lungs Razorneck, or a carnal-dog-thing Carnal in fury, carnal in lust You burn from the power, it tremors the senses Keen and cool and ready for blood Back up, from the stomach up Back from the base of a vertebrae Razorback, hair straight up Carnal in fury, carnal in lust Held in the shift (held in the shift) Held in the shift (held in the shift) Whoa (whoa) Held in the shift (held in the shift) Held in the shift (held in the shift)