Senser

Possibly the greatest gig of my life, was in the 90’s on mothers day at the Aston Villa leisure centre.

Senser, Pop Will Eat Itself and Cecil – played for a capacity crowd, and we met a cab driver who had worked with one of the Poppies when he worked for the local bus company..

Brilliant night – and my first experience of the music storm that is Senser.. turn it up .. play it loud ..

My name is crash. Sidewinding, I flash like a burning flare. Don't look away 'cause I'm already in there, 
I've been there - wherever you stare. I've been there longer than you care to remember, buried deep inside you. 
Now you must step to accept all the past behind you. Pain breeding pain and it's back again, only the scars in your brain remain so you look for a vent. You consent to escape what's gone and now I'm on. 

From the nipple to the needle to the bottle and you're never satisfied, for these crimes you must be tried. 
You can't hide 'cause I am reality your birthright is a world of insanity; disconnected legacy and you will never see an end to the global savagery. 
Continuing to feed your desire for more but deep down you know the truth you'll never find what you're looking for. 
It's gone and you can't buy it back and now your senses are under attack. 
So you act automatic and turn to the frantic nation of addicts. Reduced to the manic, 
false erratic solemn doped up slaves and servants of greed because you were - 

BORN INTO THE AGE OF PANIC. 
Now I'm going all city with the master plan. 
I'm faster man and I'm about to tell just who I am. 
I am the reality you can't escape the visions recorded on disk and tape. 
The rape, the horror, the shame so familiar.
My words fill you with dread and then kill you dead Stone cold in your stride, 

I fill a hole in your soul around fifty miles wide. 
I'm the contradiction each time you speak 
I keep you weakened, get down at your feet 
I am the part that you can never reconcile 
You're right here but you're living in exile 
Walking in cities of stone The shadows groan 
Thousands of people but you're all alone 
In your own little zone, like a drone 
Working in hives all your lives 
bowing down to the throne the overlords made in your own image 
anaesthetized you in the global village now you're finished, dependent lost in a maze 
You're dazed as you stare at the glowing blaze 
Erased, your future pulses in a computer 
I am you - now how'd that suit ya? 
Inherited chaos now instilled as I willed and now I just wait for the kill as they're - 

BORN INTO THE AGE OF PANIC.