Gods Of Thunder, Lightning, And Rain

Lustful Succubuses Of Death And Pain

Are Gathered Tonight Up In The Steel Sky

Down On The Field Of Battle Stand

Warriors Draped In Leather With Iron Swords In Hand

Ready To Sing Their Enemies Their Last Lullabies

The Sunlight Disappears, Only Torchlights Break The Dark

Depressive Silence Broken Only By Hard Pounding Hearts

Mist Falls Down Shrouding The Field In Mystery

After This Night All False Metallers Will Rest In Peace



The Metal Horde Raise Their Swords And Hail

Iron, Steel, Metal

Iron, Steel And Metal

Sure Of Their Coming Victory, They Swear On

Iron, Steel, Metal

Iron, Steel And Metal



The Massive Volume Of Their Chanting, False Ears Bleed

It's Nothing But A Massacre When The Titans Clash With The Weak

Trying To Put Us Down Cries Out For Revenge

The Gods Of Metal Will Blow The Wimps Away



The Metal Horde Raise Their Swords And Hail

Iron, Steel, Metal

Iron, Steel And Metal

Sure Of Their Coming Victory, They Swear On

Iron, Steel, Metal

Iron, Steel And Metal



The Metal Horde Raise Their Swords And Hail

Iron, Steel, Metal

Iron, Steel And Metal

Sure Of Their Coming Victory, They Swear On

Iron, Steel, Metal

Iron, Steel And Metal

The Metal Horde Raise Their Swords And Hail

Iron, Steel, Metal

Iron, Steel And Metal

Sure Of Their Coming Victory, They Swear On

Iron, Steel, Metal