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We arise from the crypt,

And with black magick strength

we attack!

Possessed by speed,

We announce: metal is back!

In this alcoholic night

We shall strike through fire and blood!

The brigade of steel

Is armoured and ready to fight

We heard the call,

And we answer their prayers with war!

Against the world,

And violent since the day we were born!

We shock the cities,

Biting with cold stainless steel!

To all the maniacs,

We deliver the speed metal wheel!

After years of rotting in graves

We finally arise, with thirst for your pain!

Death is so sweet when blood's on the blade

We come for your life so pray to my knife!

PRAY TO MY KNIFE!

With cold dead eyes,

You slowly enter the black!

With razor sharp blades,

You got stabbed in the back!

The crushing strike,

Is causing your skull to crack!

To my knife you are prey,

Stabbed in the back!