An outrageous one. Ugly and aggressive. This one is about letting go and the false sense of control we people have. Also, the world's quite black & white, binary nowadays. Not least thanks to the internet and social media.
On the last day of the vocal recordings at Woodshed Studio, Germany, we had a little party. We also got an idea of adding some Gremlins choirs to the choruses. And there was laughter. A lot of laughter.
Lyrics
Bullethead
Stripped of control
No strings attached
A forlorn master detached
Old king has come
to claim his crown
in a scorched empire about to drown
which do you prefer
for my head?
A crown or a bullet?
Drilling holes
into the boat
I’m the captain,
the master of ghouls
No strings attached,
stripped of control
Are you a saviour
or a scavenger?
which do you prefer
for my head?
A crown or a bullet?
No middle way
Just binary shades