Streets of Fear - Hawkwind

Is this the time gone before?

Is this the way? Now I’m not sure

Can I stop? Is it too late?

Is this the place where I disintegrate?

What is this that I see here?

You’re walking through the streets of fear

What is this? Did I consent?

Armed guard of punishment

What is life and what is death?

You may laugh or gasp for breath

I ride the streets now filled with hate

Carve pathways through the lines of fate

With my energizing ray

Power is the game I play

I can murder, steal or rape

Panic is the rule I make

Panic is the rule I make

Panic is the rule I make