Ground Zero Lyrics

[Possessed]

Yo, we get the ball rolling like Indiana Jones

So much willpower I’m lifting Atlas stones with

fractured bones



[Psiklone]

Stand alone, lost in the catacombs

And how I throw enemy tanks across war-torn battlezones



[Possessed]

Drain immortal life force from Dracula’s veins

Strapped in a straitjacket underwater, cracking a safe



[Psiklone]

And deep sleep’s meatracking my brain

My unconnected punch shatters Wolverine’s adamantium

frame



[Possessed]

In my body’s not a temple, it’s a haunted house

Read my Apocalypse and hear this straight from the

Horseman’s mouth



[Psiklone]

No strings attached like a cordless mouse

Make you eat your words then kick you in the stomach

just to force them out



[Possessed]

Accelerate time, so when in my presence

Ten years of your life is compressed to within a tenth

of a second



[Psiklone]

Only booked flights is September 11th

Rip the council from Constantine just to prevent him

entering Heaven (?)



[Plazma]

Unable to break the habit, I’ve been taking acid

Chasing dragons, inhaling gases through my nasal

passage

A brigade of savage trained assassins

That’s fast as shooting stars moving past surveillance

cameras



[Possessed]

We’re the things that go bump in the night

Sleep’s the cousin of death and there’s bodybags under

my eyes

The second coming of Christ…

Tears freeze to make the chip on my cold shoulder

double in size



[Skirmish]

Extract bullets from inside my head, before my final

breath

‘Cause it’s a brain matter of life and death

Danger signs, accumulated hate inside

When I get hotheaded my bodily fluids vaporize



[Psiklone]

Transform bibles to the Book of Shadows

Hang to death then detach my neck from the hooks and

gallows

This tape deck’s straight set for active self

destruction

It’s Psiklone, Rhyme Asylum, of Padded Cell Productions



[Plazma]

My only passion in life, to hold you captive at night

Hacking your mind, implant an explosive tracking device



[Skirmish]

On detonation, it fractures your spine

Turn the solar system to a lunar strain(?) when the

planets align



[Plazma]

We move with highly trained armed troopers with live

grenades

And precisely aim sharpshooters in firing range



[Skirmish]

Annihilate fighter planes at lightning pace

Suicidal traits, buried myself alive inside a grave



[Plazma]

Razor sharp, stabbing blades in my wrist

Got carried away slashing my veins and amputated my

limbs



[Skirmish]

I’ll punch the Hoover down with titanium fists

And stand in a tidal wave to wash away all my sins



[Plazma]

A ravenous beast, gather my team of assassins and

thieves

And commence a battle between man and machine



[Skirmish]

I’ll use the Third Rail as a balancing beam

I’m high-jumping power lines with hammers strapped to

my feet