Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?
That rhythm pulsing through you.
That's me.

Click, click, click.
I start the throb,
A single chord buzzes through,
Here comes the guitar.

Watch my head nod in time,
my hands repeat the tempo,
I can see you all,
A thousand feet mirroring me.

Can you feel it?
That rhythm pulsing through you.
Thats me.

My fists become insane,
as the bassist adds his tones.
My sticks fly high,
and crash into your soul.

A flash of the cymbal,
a hi hat ticks along.
You are ours,
hypnotised by our power.

Can you feel it?
That rhythm pulsing through you.
That's me.

Here. does it hurt you?
The stamp of my foot on the bass.
Your bodies tremble,
as my shockwaves hit you.

We're in your soul,
listen to the vocals, and hear them.
She captivates you.
Her rock bleeds through.

Can you feel it?
That rhythm pulsing through you.
That's me.

A crash, a slam,
my solo drills into you,
watch the sweat drip from my forhead,
my body thrown into the mix.

My whole being shakes with the pulse,
My heart beats in time,
You can feel it to,
I see by the way you move.

Can you feel it?
That rhythm pulsing through you.
That's me.