We were working secretly for the military Our experimental sound is nearly ready to begin We only know in theory what we are doing Music made for pleasure Music made to flow It was music we were making here until They told us what they wanted Was a sound that could kill someone from a distance So we go ahead and the meters are over in the red It's history in the making From the painful cries of mothers to the terrifying screams We recorded it and put it into our machine But they told us what they wanted Was a sound that could kill someone from a distance So we go ahead and the meters are over in the red It's history in the making It could feel like falling in love It could feel so bad But it could feel so good It could seem to sneak But that dream is your enemy We won't be there to be blamed We won't be there to snitch I just pray that someone there can hit the switch But they told us what they wanted Was a sound that could kill someone from a distance So we go ahead and the meters are over in the red It's history in the making And the public are warned to stay off And the public are warned to stay off