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Searching to find presence of mind cranking the volume for kicks inflicting true pain, awaiting the rain looking for my metal fix poetic hate, unmerciful fate bringing my music to life grinding machine, decibel stream feeling the point of knife artform of butchers, eve of the storm the power is yours for the night chaos and power true to the form we're partying through to the light taking for fools, ignoring the rules doing what's right in our hearts searching for truth, preserving our youth intensity right from the start hyping our cause, writing our laws they told me the good times were gone laugh in their face, such a disgrace I guess it was the time to move on fiery eyes the sign of the wise something I'm doing for fun can't explain why I've got to try there's no way that I'm gonna run playing it fast, just like the past it's all just a part of my style you'll never know what makes us go I guess I'll be hanging a while