Meet Your Maker

Meet Your Maker


I feel numb
Devoid of sensation
Is this all there is to life
I need to feel exhilarated
Or I might as well die

I’ve done it all
I’ve challenged death
I’ve been to Sodom and beyond
It’s the final rush
The power of God
The thrill of the kill

I feel my heart pound
As we take off to the sky
Finger itching on the trigger
‘Cause I’ve got cattle in my sight
1000 pounds of life
Unaware of my intent

It has lived its final hour
And now it’s gonna die

Prepare to - Meet your maker
Blown to hell - Meet your maker

I hold my breath
As a missile roars away
I feel my senses scream to life
I’m dealing death
It’s the greatest ride
That money can buy

Prepare to - Meet your maker
Blown to hell - Meet your maker

Meet your maker