

(crackle) Raised in the dark behind heavy steel doors Subject 853 on cold
concrete floors They ran the currents straight into his veins Now he
is the master of all of his pain
They wanted a weapon,
they got a machine The brightest red flash that you've ever seen
Watch the red lightning tear through the night
Plasma is burning, blinding and bright
Eight-five-three
is breaking his chains
Nothing but fire
and fury remains (yeah) Inside of his hands the energy glows A
river of plasma that instantly flows No more tests,
no more sterile white walls He laughs as the grand laboratory falls
Watch the red lightning tear through the night
Plasma is burning, blinding and bright
Eight-five-three
is breaking his chains
Nothing but fire
and fury remains (burn) Eight-five-three (burning red)