Texty: Love Equals Death. The Prelude. V.O.C. (Voice Of Change).

We?re loose like cannons
We?re atomic bombs
We?re over the edge now
We?re heavily armed
We?re under pressure
We?re all bottled up
We got no direction
We don?t give a fuck

We?re the voice of change
Slowly drifting from sanity
Keepers of the flame
Enemies don?t stand to close
Because we?re ready to explode

Just like that we?ll let it go
So stand out of our way
We?re ready to explode