Sound of Destruction - Mushroomhead

Chains on us all as we march towards a war

Life or death with our last breath this flag will not fall

Chains on us all as we march towards a war

Life or death with our last breath this flag will not fall

There comes a time we must break with the past

Hold it close through

The craze of the maze and the traps

How about it now

Those that were lost there and back

Testifying, trying

Hindsight is blind to the facts

Bring it back

To a time when we shined in our past

Holding on to

The wind in our face and our back’s

Until the sun

Those days I would never trade back

Everyone

I ever loved I hope you know that’s a fact

Flashbacks and trashbags, time lapse and false flags

Remember the past and the collapse of our last gasp

We’re losing our grip as it slips through our grasp

We can’t comprehend, we can’t complete the task

And the whole world’s falling down to the sound of destruction

Feel the hellfire and the brimstone, see it all come tumbling down

There’s never been a better time for the sound of destruction

Feel the hellfire and the brimstone, see it all come tumbling down

My head is disconnected

My thoughts to desecrate in disarray

The wrath of a thousand centuries

Bear witness to humanity brought to its knees

Fast track to the fast lane

Abstract lost train last stand

It’s time to set it off

Molotov and a gas can maybe we can stay away

From the past, the pain and the disarray

Fast track to the fast lane

Away from the pain and the disarray

Flashbacks and trashbags, time lapse and false flags

Remember the past and the collapse of our last gasp

We’re losing our grip as it slips through our grasp

We can’t comprehend, we can’t complete the task

And the whole world’s falling down to the sound of destruction

Feel the hellfire and the brimstone, see it all come tumbling down

There’s never been a better time for the sound of destruction

Feel the hellfire and the brimstone, see it all come tumbling down

There comes a time we must break with the past

Hold it close through

The craze of the maze and the traps

How about it now

Those that were lost there and back

Testifying, trying

Hindsight is blind to the facts

Bring it back

To a time when we shined in our past

Holding on to

The wind in our face and our back’s

Until the sun

Those days I would never trade back

Everyone

I ever loved I hope you know that’s a fact

And the whole world’s falling down to the sound of destruction

Feel the hellfire and the brimstone, see it all come tumbling down

There’s never been a better time for the sound of destruction

Maybe we can stay away from the past, the pain and the disarray

Disarray

Till all come tumbling down

Disarray

Till all come tumbling down