Woorden: Lita Ford. Black. Hammerhead.

He sees himself as a warrior
In a world that doesn't understand
A demon light fills the eyes
Of this mechanical man

He's a living, breathing nightmare
He's twisted and he's mean
In his head, the walking dead
Are his secret war machine

Oh, oh, hammerhead

He was just a lonely boy
Before the demons took control
His sanity, humanity
Lost somewhere long ago

Now the poisons in his memory
Are clogging up his veins
And the loneliness like a devil's kiss
Has gone straight to his brain

Oh, oh, hammerhead
(Hammerhead)
Oh, oh, hammerhead

Now he's lost within his madness
And more and more each day
The metal man turns his hand
To the price the world must pay

Hammerhead
Oh, oh, hammerhead
Oh, oh, hammerhead