The Marshall Arts

The Game

"Good evening sports fans and welcome to what should. prove to be the best game of the year.. Hello everyone, I'm johnny bigmouth, welcoming you to. the final game of the world championship..

The End

Mike Campagnolo and M-Bro. City lights are dimming. Kings and Queens alive. Flames of red are burning. As they diminish time. Eyes of greed are rising.

Tear Me To Pieces

Give me the claw that rips at my side. Screaming with pleasure, spikes poking my eyes. Hustlers and losers scrapping in vain. Drinking the blood that's drawn from my brain.

Taste The Floor

All the pool hall, hustling dough. I'll beat the panzies and then I'll go. out to the bar, to pick a fight. main some redneck then hit the night. why am I always in a mood like this.

Take This Torch

Searching in the darkness, searching for the light. Looking to the darkness, putting up a fight. Iron chains surround you, you try to make a run. Someone near has found you, and now you see the sun.

Survival Of The Fittest

Victims of technology, trapped in future plans. Acting without asking, won't meet our demands. Stuck walking the straight line, opinions overthrown. Deep inside we feel it, chills us to the bone.

Sucker For Punishment

I fight the system 'cause I'm offended. Know what it means to be a pawn. Manipulated beyond all reason. You can't decide what's right or wrong. Absorb the pressure. avoid the pain.

Stand Before Kings

Were in the slaughter drinking water. Rulers drinking wine. They stab the beast, a selfish feast. Set glare the crystal eye. Kings and Queens with witty dreams.

Stabbed In The Back

The metal scene has gone to piss. Boneheads lead the way. Playing fast because It's in. And then they go away. Instead of kicking major butt. They start to slow it down.

Speed Merchants

Warriors of leather unchained to rule the night. Ganglands join together to fight the metal fight. Speed and fury now delivered to the hungry crowd. Trashing like there's no tomorrow, that's what it's about.

Soldier Of Fortune

Give me the weapons, I'll finish the job. I do what I have to, to win. killing the weak if they're not on my side. I don't know the meaning of sin. under command if you're paying my price.

Snake Eyes

Pretty as an angel, but the bone of the devil. The smile of a fox, but talking on the level. The figure of a lady peekin' through the holes. Tying down my wings, pulling on my soul.

Shotgun Justice

You took it for granted, you thought I would leave. Your friends were in the bar, you picked a fight. You never expected that I was protected. You never saw the danger in your sight.

Shootout

Living on the east side, trouble's on it's way. Get your piece together, take your place and stay. Is your pistol loaded? ain't no room for buts. Strangers eye to eye, hope you've got the guts.

Road Gunner

Rising power, feel the speed as I shift into high gear. All alone, I own the road, I know your gates are near. Hellsent, whipped with fury. death certificate I signed.

Red Money

I don't think you realize the way things really are. Play with fire, burn yourself, you let things go too far. Now you come to me and say that you can't pay your dues.

Rebel Onslaught

We've built up our courage. We won't be discouraged to fight. We struggle for power. Our armies devour the night. They've tried to withstand. But we'll gain command in the end.

Psychopath

I put my gloves on, I go outside. I rev my engine and I'm ready to ride. I'm hyperactive, I'm on a tear. I'm on the highway going who knows where. I feel explosive, I feel uptight.

Parricide

Late at night you open the door. Your old man's drunk and madder then hell. Another violent conflict, you never asked for this. The place that you call home is now a cell.