Atrophy - Product Of The Past

Music and lyrics: Chris Lykins

The sun is down, the light go on
A glass and concrete hell
The beast aroused, begins to prowl
Aware of every smell
He notes perfume in the air
Sees footprints in the dust
Woman's blood upon the ground
A victim of his lust

Chorus:
He can't resist their call
His night will be their last
Sworn to have them all
A product of the past
Beaten at an early age
A scared and confused child
Fierce revenge on womanhood
Makes mother's wrath seem mild
Every night tortured sleep
No one there to care
Outcast of society
Trapped inside his lair

Repeat chorus

1st solo: Rick
2nd solo: Chris

Something more than animal
Yet something less than man