Sanoja: Tilt. Collect 'Em All. Hero Marauder.

Captive in my fantasy
Of ticket selling murder
A death every 30 seconds
I am hopped up on sugar
The plot is oversimplified
And tied up very neatly
The enemy is black and white
And I believe completely
I am the hero marauder
I kill as easily as blink
I fuck like Zeus
I fit right inside his shoes
Projecting myself
Onto the screen

Glued to my movie seat
With sticky melted candy
I forked over my admission price
I've got my soda handy
I kicked the chair ahead of mine
And scream at each explosion
My pitiful life is shoved aside
I'm blinded by emotion

Emerging from the exit
I'm relieved of my suspicion
Purged of all my questioning
And emptied of conviction
I'm a terminator with a superhuman torso
A great obliterator with a savage manifesto