You fool, you picked a fight
Shake it off before you dare
You sow the wind and reap the whirlwind
Now you crossed the line, your bones I’ll crush
Hatred is my weapon – violence is my friend
Headbanging heavys about to lose their minds
Around the corner, The speed commando awaits you
A pack that’s poised to reap, with heavy metal speed
Crushing riffs, a raging fist, possessed by the sound
An army of fists attack (merciless)
This attack is self-inflicted
I hammer out your mind, a brick in your teeth
Taste the floor, now eat the ground
Ripped and torn – blood runs cold