Текст песни Product Of The Past

The sun is down, the light go on A glass and concrete hell The beast aroused, begins to prowl Aware of every smell He notes perfume in the air Sees footprints in the dust Woman's blood upon the ground A victim of his lust [Chorus:] He can't resist their call His night will be their last Sworn to have them all A product of the past Beaten at an early age A scared and confused child Fierce revenge on womanhood Makes mother's wrath seem mild Every night tortured sleep No one there to care Outcast of society Trapped inside his lair [Repeat chorus] [1st solo: Rick] [2nd solo: Chris] Something more than animal Yet something less than man Striking fear in women's hearts A sick and twisted plan Stalking every unlit street Searching for his prey Stranger to compassion Now violence is his way [Repeat chorus]