Metal Mystery - That Petrol Emotion

I have dreams of better times to come

I’d like to voice them show how my feelings run

Black clouds there to trip me up

False horizons there to mix you up

You’re caught and frenzied behind your front door

You know the score

Psycho-babble metal mystery

Setting fire to forgotten history

Every dog has it’s day

Chewing on razorblades

But you can’t teach a zealot how to pray

You’re always sucking up and spitting down

Brains to burn and a head that’s underground

But all in all you know you just don’t care

Those hollow voices can’t make you scared

Follow the rhythm of metal mystery

Every dog has it’s day

Chewing on razorblades

But you can’t teach a zealot how to pray

Black clouds there to trip you up

False horizons there to mix you up

Follow the rhythm of metal mystery

I’ve wasted time in places you’ve never been

I’ve sweated blood over people who are not my scene

Every dog has it’s day

Chewing on razorblades

But you can’t teach a zealot how to pray

Every dog has it’s day

Chewing on razorblades

But you can’t teach a zealot how to pray