Fight N Machine Lyrics

For special attacks he has six scissor, For special attacks he has six scissor
When he's dressed in black, the others suffer,
Chronic pain - when he enters the scene
If you really want to know what that means,
No return, when we weep in grief
He could throw them in any side street,
Grinded blades! He throws his lancets
On main road he might chop your head n' bones,
The king of blades and his "Dancing Queens"
So his idea is quite simple but death comes,

Million questions and one answers
He made his plans the whole day through,
Silent tears and no pain relief
When he dances - the sun gets sunburned,
When he dances - the sun gets sunburned
He is a fightn' machine – spits his anger into the angelic sea
He is a fightn' machine – see his anger n' flexibility

Today, we stumbled into space
See his anger and your fear
Dome light! … Feeds his anger!
Feel his warm hands, and your fear

Back in the days when fancy man were exploding
The reason was simple, he felt an overload
Hunting for flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh
Or to attack, attack, attack, attack
He came up then… with a motorfleshdigger
When he feels connected with his ancient heir
His motor weapon fires the perfect intro
Another man's crashed! - But Cypher will eat his anger
Wait, wait, wait, wait – the roll call to dance

He is a fightn' machine –
See his anger! See his bat dance!
He is a fightn' machine –
See these soft clouds of his cirrus witches

When he dances, you will see the flash!

Feel his soft hands and the squeezing

When he dances, you will see the flash!

He got this sharp blades and
You're bleeding …
He's a fightn' machine!
Never to know what weapon he will choose.
We're forced to run. We're forced to dance.

Trapped in a high risk 3D- action melee
Combat shooter game.

Never to know what weapon he will choose.
We're forced to run. We're forced to dance.

Trapped in a high risk 3D- action shooter scene.