[Intro – distorted police siren, heavy mechanical breathing] The law is absolute here. There is no escape from the street. [Verse 1 – grinding bassline, cold synthesizer stabs] Shadows stretch across the concrete floor. You broke the code and opened up the door. Helmet visor reflects your guilty face. Running fast but losing every race. Sirens wail like demons in the night. Justice comes with overwhelming might. No jury waits to hear your weak defense. Your time is up, there is no pretense. [Pre-Chorus – rising tension, rapid snare roll] Feel the heat upon your neck. Check the balance, check the check. Lawman coming down the block. Tick-tock goes the doomsday clock. [Chorus – explosive guitars, shouted aggressive vocals] Judge Dredd gonna get you dead. Iron words inside your head. Bullet flies before you speak. Crushing strong while you are weak. Judge Dredd gonna get you dead. Paint the pavement crimson red. No appeal and no delay. Law has come to take its pay. [Verse 2 – sparse drum beat, eerie atmospheric pads] Mega-City burns under yellow sun. Crime spree ends before it has begun. Badge of power shines in dirty rain. Washing off the blood and washing pain. You thought you hid within the crowd. But silence screams out way too loud. Gavel drops with final sound. Body hits the frozen ground. [Pre-Chorus – building intensity, distorted vocal effects] Feel the heat upon your neck. Check the balance, check the check. Lawman coming down the block. Tick-tock goes the doomsday clock. [Chorus – maximum volume, layered harsh vocals] Judge Dredd gonna get you dead. Iron words inside your head. Bullet flies before you speak. Crushing strong while you are weak. Judge Dredd gonna get you dead. Paint the pavement crimson red. No appeal and no delay. Law has come to take its pay. [Bridge – slow tempo, heavy industrial clangs] I am the law. I am the judge. I am the jury. Your life is mud. [Guitar Solo – screeching high notes, chaotic rhythm] (Instrumental Solo) [Final Chorus – frantic pace, chaotic instrumentation] Judge Dredd gonna get you dead. Iron words inside your head. Bullet flies before you speak. Crushing strong while you are weak. Judge Dredd gonna get you dead. Paint the pavement crimson red. No appeal and no delay. Law has come to take its pay. [Outro – fading sirens, single heavy gunshot echo] Case closed tight. End of night.