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The Force
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Thrash Till We Die
When some bastards said 'metal is dead' we felt it was our time to rise Playing fast metal like in the old days when thrash ruled the underground Wearing jackets of denim with patches bullet belts and spikes Vynils and tapes, concerts and zines that is our purpose in life
People would say that we live in the past but we love to hear posers cry They'll never got metal running through their veins
We play for real banger not wimps
The guitar roars furiously wild The fingers bleed on the strings Drums are punding at speed of light It's fast beat makes you headbang The crowd start to mosh, Some wil stagedive Listen the cracking bone squad
Those who stand still, will pay the price
'Bang that head that doesn't bang!!' People would say that we live in the past but we love to hear posers cry They'll never got metal running through their veins We play for real banger not wimps
The Nightlords make their Aggressive assault Possessed by metal they are Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com our Phalanxes scream the great Battle Cry The omen of fate is at hand
Thrash Til We Die!!! When some bastards said 'metal is dead' we felt it was our time to rise Playing fast metal like in the old days when thrash ruled the underground Wearing jackets of denim with patches bullet belts and spikes Vynils and tapes, concerts and zines that is our purpose in life
People would say that we live in the past but we love to hear posers cry They'll never got metal running through their veins We play for real banger not wimps
The Nightlords make their Aggressive assault Possessed by metal they are our Phalanxes scream the great Battle Cry The omen of fate is at hand The Nightlords make their Aggressive assault Possessed by metal they are our Phalanxes scream the great Battle Cry The omen of fate is at hand Thrash Til We Die!!!
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