From the very beginning
Knew I had something in me
A vision worthy of listening
But they said sit down boy
And they laughed at me
Never gave me attention
That became my dissension
Right there made the decision
You're on your own boy
So I became a man
You'll never understand what you've created
Stampede, running over me
Death angels riding
It feels like I'm dying
Stampede, that's crushing me
My temperature's rising
The demons inside me
Tear away all conviction
Beat him into submission
Threatening my existence
And abuse the boy
I'm numb to violence
Buried deep, buried under
Like a nail-beating hammer
I'm the storm, I'm the thunder
I'm the lighting boy
No more striking me
I am the butcher
I've come to slaughter
Stampede, running over me
Death angels riding
It feels like I'm dying
Stampede, that's crushing me
My temperature's rising
The demons inside me
I am the wind
I am the rain
I am the flood
I am what you've created
And you've gone too far
Stampede
Running over me
Death angels riding
It feels like I'm dying
Stampede
That's crushing me
My temperature's rising
The demons inside me
Stampede was written by Chad Gray & Greg Tribbett & Tom Maxwell (Guitar) & Bob Zilla & Vinnie Paul.
Stampede was produced by Chad Gray & Greg Tribbett & Sterling Winfield & Vinnie Paul.