Far from the place you live, Away from the din. There is a land of joy, Amusement and spree. Called Metalopolis, The town of your dreams. Made of green grass and trees And clear water streams.
Rivers of sweet wine And lakes full of beer, Lightly clad women everywhere Huge amplifiers placed along the streets to play loud metal symphonies
Come with me to a never Neverland And you'll see Landscapes of trees and lush. Stay a while so we can have some fun In this world of blissTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
