Panic at the concert hall, pop star’s guts on the wall.
People on the dance floor screaming, suddenly their ears start bleeding.
Long haired demons storming through, metal murder claws at you.
Massacre has just begun, we’re metal brothers just having fun!

Violent attack
We won’t be coming back
Violent attack

Trapped… We’ve locked the doors, there’s no escape
With violence we’ll smash their brains.
Nightmare… Going mad, no time to breathe
The smell of death is at your feet.
Torment… Stab you with a knife, fucking your wife.
It’s the end of your life.
Death… Feel our rage , we get on stage.
Now blood will flooooooowwwwww…

Thrash
Thrash assocination
Thrash
Assocination

Blast beats pounding through your head.
Power chords your ears will shred.
Low cut bass scrambles your balls.
Bolga rapes the concert hall.

Our speakers blow poisoned gas.
Death to the disco dancing mass.
Only the strong will survive.
Those will start a new metal life.

Fucking keyboard asshole dies.
With Berry’s drumstick in his eye.
Ian swings his six stringed razor.
Danny’s bass splits poppy craniums.
Crushed underneath Maryx’s heel .
We destroy with blackened steel.
Nothing will be spared, be gone…
We’re going to rock from dusk till dawn.

Trapped… We’ve locked the doors, there’s no escape
With violence we’ll smash their brains.
Nightmare… Going mad, no time to breathe
The smell of death is at your feet.
Torment… Stab you with a knife, fucking your wife.
It’s the end of your life.
Death… Feel our rage , we get on stage.
Now blood will flow.

Thrash
Thrash assocination
Thrash
Assocination

Blast beats pounding through your head.
Power chords your ears will shred.
Low cut bass scrambles your balls.
Bolga rapes the concert hall.

Our speakers blow poisoned gas.
Death to the disco dancing mass.
Only the strong will survive.
Those will start a new metal life.

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