Close your doors and never come out again.
For we’re your worst nightmare, your deadly sin.
Cult session maniacs, let’s burn the night.
Fill the streets with blood from posers you fought.

Don’t preach us what to do,
Follow or get screwed.
Total destruction, infinite war.
There’ s no way back, you went to far!

We’re past, present and future.
Searching for the meaning of life and death.
So play the game or go insane.
Don’t get stuck with only endless pain.

- Chorus -
Pray for death cause we are near.
We will make you disappear.
Look to the sky, total black.
Pure fucking thrash attack!

Scream for lime, start to pray.
Just listen to us and do what we say.
Feel the pain and cry it out loud:

We are metal heads, posers not allowed!
Pray for death! Death is near! Pray for death! Face your fear!

- Repeat Verse I –

Don’t preach us what to do,
Follow or get screwed.
We’re past, present and future.
Searching for the meaning of life and death.

- Chorus -

Beg your mercy, your fashion dolls.
We try to live free, you’re in a cage.
Dream on, we crush the mask upon your face.
You’ve come to realize this must be.

- Chorus -
Money bloodsuckers, you can kiss my ass.
Soon you will die hard, hypocrite mass.
You can’t be better than us, you fag.
We say like it is and never take it back.

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