Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cereal Metal, artist - Massacration. Album song Gates of Metal Fried Chicken of Death, in the genre Классика метала
Date of issue: 09.10.2005
Record label: Deckdisc
Song language: English
Cereal Metal |
Metal Metal Metal, is falling on my steel |
Icy cold and iron hot, the world before me kneel |
I bring to you a metal hymn, perhaps a metal carol |
A plethora of steely treats, there’s metal by the barrel |
There’s leather in my metal on my chopper made of fire |
(It's a chopper/valkirie hybrid) blasting through a metal pyre |
I bare the weight of metal, as I’m loaded with the might |
No-one dare to challenge me, I’ve already won the fight |
We play for for sorcery, and magic, and wizards and pain |
We play for cauldrons, and demons and souls die in vain |
We play for Satan, vikings, axes, fire, volcanoes, muscles, death… |
…but mostly metal |
My index is extended, oww and my pinky too |
Denim, spikes and patches, chains and leather through and through |
I signed my name in blood it made me feel a little woozy! |
'Cause when your starving for the metal then beggars can’t be choosy |
We live for warlords, and victory, and tattoos and mead |
We live for dragons and Odin and spreading our seed |
We live for hammers, solos, booze mustaches, armies, blood and sweat… |
…but mostly metal… |
…metal… |
…metal… AHHHH!!! |
METAL! |
GO! |
I’m going mad with metal, all I see is metal skies |
The water runs with metal and without it I will die |
The mountain’s made of metal and there’s metal in the hills |
I’ve changed my name to metal, just call me «Metal Mills!» |
I’d really love to stay and chat, about my metal story |
But it’s here that I must leave you on my path of metal glory |
I swore my soul to metal, but it’s getting hard to tell |
Just really where I’m headed, to Valhalla? |
or to hell? |
We fight for honour and safety, electricity |
We live for reference sections in the library |
We fight for armour, captains, glass eyes, wenches, basements, Wagner, |
pants and gloves and buckles, glory, Castle Greyskull, welding, Giants, Egypt, |
oil and gnomes, and thunder, some more wenches, Krom and other things… |
…but mostly metaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal |