Death Row

Death Row

So you think you got it made 

Standing so close to the stage 

Hear the sound like a battering ram 

But what you don't know 

Is Jag Panzer's got control 

And the power is all in our hands 

Yes, as decibels raise 

Your eardrums will split 

Like fire from hell and the grave 

With vengeance and malice 

We'll yell and we'll scream 

Our violence evolves from the stage 

So I'll give you my body 

To do what you want 

I'm boiling with passionate flare 

You know it's controlled 

But not for very long 

Take your soul with my deadly stare 

Death Row 

Your standing in the 

Death Row 

Ringing inside your head 

Death Row 

First seven rows 

Death Row 

Louder till we raise the dead 

So keep raising your hands 

Oh you're such loving fans 

We're headbangers, one and all 

I'm aiming to please 

Bring you down to your knees 

You've suddenly lost all control 

Death Row 

Your standing in the 

Death Row 

Ringing inside your head 

Death Row 

First seven rows 

Death Row 

Louder till we raise the dead