Thrash metal maniacs
There is tension in the air
The chords are taut
It’s time to hit the snare
Like the sweetest drug
We all go insane
The hunger for the noise
Is blocking our senses

It’s time to hit the stage
To see the crowd go wild
Nothing matters more
Like a mother for a child
We depend on thrash
It’s our way to live
No room for compromises
We breathe for the riff
We die! Thrash overdose
We die! 'Cause it’s fucking toxic!
Caught in a mosh
Fight for your life
Raise your fist
The fight can begin

Fuck your way
Fuck your trends
Fuck your style
Fuck your idols
It’s time to hit the stage
To see the crowd go wild
Nothing matters more
Like a mother for a child
We die! Thrash overdose
We die! 'Cause it’s fucking toxic