Enter the circle start to rage if you are legit Get your ass up on the stage dive into the pit Start to mosh everyone dive above the crowd No shoes No shirt No problem... And no posers allowed
If you want to the enter the cricle of thrash You better bleed the metal or you face will be smashed If you think being here makes you look cool Get out your pens and papers you're about to be schooled
Everything about you is so fake and so wrong You wear a bands t-shirt and you don't know their songs So apparent you're transparent you're a slave to the trend Banished from the circle and so are your friends
Class is in session the posers are back Lesson two feel the wound as your ribs crack Lesson three break your knees and fall to the floor Sense your fear the end is near with lesson four
Feels so great to amputate and pluck out your eyes You're gonna hate my favorite is lesson five Feel the slice of the knife across your wrist Cut off your head now your dead class is dismissed
Metal destroyer THRASH OR DIE win at any cost Pile the bodies to sky in the poser holocaust No coffins cremation burn them to the ground The law in all that's metal... There'll be no posers alowedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
