| Eye for an eye! |
| You’ll never defy
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| The power of metal will always survive!
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| The squealing of soulfags I deeply despise
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| Tooth for a tooth! |
| I win, you will loose!
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| I still raise my fist, gonna shout it out loud
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| I will shout it out loud
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| Thundering chords is what life’s all about!
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| Long-haired, cold-eyed, a leather-clad fist
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| Black-cloaked, strong-armed, a riveted wrist
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| Long-haired, cold-eyed, a leather-clad fist
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| An iron-clad wrist, an iron-clad wrist!
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| Metal to metal and guts to guts!
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| No country, no reggae, it’s driving me nuts
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| Metal to metal, guts to guts!
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| Metal to metal and guts to guts!
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| No techno, no hip-hop, it’s driving me nuts
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| Metal to metal, guts to guts!
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| Blood for some blood, you may kiss my butt
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| To get in my way gets your face in the mud
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| I’ll tread your face in the mud
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| High time to rough up this ramshackle hut
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| Dust to some dust, gotta roll on or bust
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| A quick-spinning wheel never knows any rust!
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| I’ll never know any rust
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| In each town the girls wait and for them I lust
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| Long-haired, cold-eyed, a leather-clad fist
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| Black-cloaked, strong-armed, a riveted wrist
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| Long-haired, cold-eyed, a leather-clad fist
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| An iron-clad wrist, an iron-clad wrist!
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| Metal to metal and guts to guts!
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| No country, no reggae, it’s driving me nuts
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| Metal to metal, guts to guts!
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| Metal to metal and guts to guts!
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| No techno, no hip-hop, it’s driving me nuts
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| Metal to metal, guts to guts!
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| Metal to metal and guts to guts!
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| No country, no reggae, it’s driving me nuts
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| Metal to metal, guts to guts!
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| Metal to metal and guts to guts!
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| No techno, no hip-hop, it’s driving me nuts
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| Metal to metal, guts to guts! |