| Call for the steam-hammers
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| Tear down these walls
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| Welcome to the old-school
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| We never walk alone
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| A rebel to the end
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| Running with the pack
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| With the restless wolves
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| Howling from the gutterlands
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| And crawling in the underground
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| From rust-belt to the iron-plains
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| I call it Metal — And it’s life in real
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| Now pick up your teeth it’s time to fight
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| Pounding those fists — Fuel the madness
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| Stand back — Get out of the way
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| No bone unbroken — No boots are unthread
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| Raising the banner every day
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| There ain’t no one here but these bastard
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| The high voltage runs in our souls
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| Bring out those killer-watts
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| We’re born to brake those bones
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| Now brothers and sisters load your guns
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| Hey, Bang that fucking head
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| Hold fast — And Thrash
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| (Until you’re dead)
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| Ugly as a war-wound
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| Thrash like a maniac
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| This metal will break bones
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| Hear the call of the Thrashiac…
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| Drilling your skull like a hammer
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| Stark raving mad on the prowl
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| We are the final few kicking like a mule
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| Like a can of worms — Dirt-bag and proud
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| «All you thrashers in the back
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| Are you ready to attack»
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| Hey, Bang that fucking head
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| Hold fast — And Thrash
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| (Now break that neck)
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| Ugly as a war-wound
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| Thrash like a maniac
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| This metal will break bones
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| Hear the call of the Thrashiac…
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| Call for the keelhauling
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| Bleeding those ears
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| No, you have seen nothing yet
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| Like a thousand tons of led and stone
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| Banging on your cranium
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| For fuck’s sake — It’s Metal to the bone
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| «Oh, Come on speed metal legions
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| Hear the noise of that chainsaw voice |