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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 Aus Songtexte Mania