Times are changing seems no one can see
What metal has come to be
The bands are slow, the music is weak
This is what we have to say
Chours:
We like our metal fast
We like our metal loud
This is what we have to say
Lets say it loud and proud
Metal fast, metal loud
Possessed by darkness, our hearts are black
No one can stand the bestial thrash attack
We play metal fast, we play it loud
Desacrating the entire crowd
Chorus
Evil, black and witchery
We will burn the cross in front of thee
Crying pain and angels death
Metal fast, metal black
