[male
vocals] (
Heavy
rhythmic
pulse)
Yeah,
the
shadows
move
when
he
steps
in
Midnight
warrior,
Juicy
Jay
No
pulse,
just
power
We
don't
need
souls
to
own
the
night
Let’
s
go
Step
into
the
black
where
the
neon
dies
I
see
the
hunger
burning
in
his
eyes
Juicy
Lawrence,
king
of
the
concrete
floor
Always
coming
back
asking
for
a
little
more
No
soul
left
inside,
just
a
hollow
sound
When
he
hits
the
deck,
he
owns
the
ground
They
say
he’
s
a
phantom,
a
monster
in
the
mist
With
a
cold
heart
iron
and
a
sharpened
wrist
Moving
through
the
dark
like
a
predator
at
play
All
hail
the
general,
call
him
Juicy
Jay
Midnight
warrior,
ruler
of
the
heat
We
got
no
souls,
but
we
keep
the
beat
Juicy
Lawrence,
dance
floor
commander
Burning
through
the
night,
a
dark
propaganda
Yeah,
he’
s
the
general,
shadow
on
the
wall
Watch
the
monster
rise,
watch
the
demons
fall
No
soul
left,
just
a
rhythm
so
deep
Secrets
of
the
city
that
the
warriors
keep
Pulse
of
the
city
is
a
mechanical
thrum
Waiting
for
the
sound
of
the
ghost
to
come
He’
s
a
nightmare
dressed
in
a
velvet
skin
Let
the
dark
rituals
of
the
night
begin
Every
single
step
is
a
calculated
strike
He’
s
the
only
player
that
the
shadows
like
No
mercy
in
his
veins,
no
guilt
in
his
head
He
dances
on
the
graves
of
the
forgotten
dead
Juicy
Jay,
commander
of
the
void
in
sight
Burning
like
a
beacon
in
the
dead
of
night
Midnight
warrior,
ruler
of
the
heat
We
got
no
souls,
but
we
keep
the
beat
Juicy
Lawrence,
dance
floor
commander
Burning
through
the
night,
a
dark
propaganda
Yeah,
he’
s
the
general,
shadow
on
the
wall
Watch
the
monster
rise,
watch
the
demons
fall
No
soul
left,
just
a
rhythm
so
deep
Secrets
of
the
city
that
the
warriors
keep
Can
you
feel
the
shift?
The
gravity
pulls
We’
re
the
empty
vessels,
we’
re
the
hollow
skulls
Juicy
Lawrence,
leading
the
charge
Making
the
spirit
of
the
monster
large
Dark
general,
keep
the
energy
high
Beneath
the
hollow
moon
in
a
starless
sky
Midnight
warrior,
ruler
of
the
heat
We
got
no
souls,
but
we
keep
the
beat
Juicy
Lawrence,
dance
floor
commander
Burning
through
the
night,
a
dark
propaganda
Yeah,
he’
s
the
general,
shadow
on
the
wall
Watch
the
monster
rise,
watch
the
demons
fall
No
soul
left,
just
a
rhythm
so
deep
Secrets
of
the
city
that
the
warriors
keep
Midnight
warrior
Juicy
Jay,
the
king
is
here
No
soul,
no
fear
Just
the
rhythm,
just
the
heat
Dance
until
the
morning
Shadows
prevail (
Fade
out
with
heavy
bass
pulse)