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Låttexter: Swollen Members. Black Magic. Prisoner Of Doom.


[Partial Chorus:]
Sittin' in your room... you listen and consume.
You're a prisoner of doom.
Sittin' in my room... I listen and consume.
I'm a prisoner of doom.

[Verse 1: Madchild]
Star issue.
Scar tissue.
I wish you would die, I'll miss you.
Sittin' in the chair while I'm starin' into space.
Rippin' out my hair, while I'm tearin' at my face.
Shane's brain chemistry maintains supremacy.
Arctic tribe leader, go, visual effect.
Brainwash bang like a bad hangover.
Rock every show I can, but I can't sober.
Sworn secrecy, view porn frequently.
Lines in the bathroom? Please don't speak with me.
Why am I insulted? I'm the high exalted.
Culprit.
Product more potent and open.
Mad represent leopard skin, snake skin, black leather.
Suicide rate high, bad weather.
Please feast on a piece of perfection.
Seek inner peace, we just need some direction.

[Full Chorus:]
Sittin' in your room... you listen and consume.
You're a prisoner of doom.
Sittin' in your room... you listen and consume.
You're a prisoner of doom.
Do u realize, this is real life.
Do you see the light?
I just feel like...
Sittin' in my room... I listen and consume.
I'm a prisoner of doom.

[Verse 2: Prevail]
This is not for the faint of heart.
Break apart from the heavy turbulence.
Disturbing images, burning in your mind for my encouragement.
Permanent deep scars.
Extremely sharpened instruments.
Courage is necessary.
Survival in this tournament.
Tomorrow's a new day.
Post cataclysmic.
Akira.
Neo-Tokyo, but slightly different.
Flashing bright neon signs.
Battle axe imprint.
The chosen are few, but the gratification is instant.
Cities of the future.
Strength is encouraged, embraced.
Lonely, lack of faith.
Face the malnourished with hate.
Secret code.
Warrior's conduct.
Natural concept, help your brother in conflict.
Predatory instincts, drink from the victor's chalice.
Find the chink in your chainmail, to rebalance your palette.
What makes matters worse, my camp thirsts for the conquest.
Amplified, purified, horrified, content.

[Partial Chorus:]
Sittin' in your room... you listen and consume.
You're a prisoner of doom.
Sittin' in your room... you listen and consume.
You're a prisoner of doom.

[Verse 3: Madchild and Prevail switch off]
[Madchild:]
Experiment with nature's offerings, not Satan's offspring.
I'll still make a profit, we will take no losses.
Deep breath, go get it.
Dirt bike, snowboard, surf, hike, go sleddin'.
Explore northern forest, race through desert.
Final destination... make place in heaven.
No heart full of fear... not face full of hatred.
Friendship is sacred, life isn't wasted.
[Prevail:]
That's why we embrace it.
The sky's not vacant.
Neither is the sub-level.
Heavy colored gunmetal.
Riders on the storm, devil daggers in the sheath.
Human form is exceptional, the tragedy is brief.
Each breath like a hologram, projected from my lung.
Every animal's the same because we all protect our young.
Believe in something beautiful.
The music is our destiny.
Why live in complacency when you can leave a legacy?

[Full Chorus:]
Sittin' in your room... you listen and consume.
You're a prisoner of doom.
Sittin' in your room... you listen and consume.
You're a prisoner of doom.
Visions realize, this is real life.
Do you see the light?
I just feel like...
Sittin' in my room... I listen and consume.
I'm a prisoner of doom.