Compositor: Vulture / Chris Guethlein
The doors are locked, all windows barred, too late, too slow, too low
We're not stuck with you, you're trapped with us, this ain't no friendly show
No mercy here, no second chance, you get what you deserve
A hundred fists, a thousand volts, you beg but won't be heard, 'cause
Now, our switchblade will not show remorse
Our metal' the ultimate force
As riffs split your skull in a flash
Power thrash
Power thrash
The air is thick with rust and sweat, you choke, we laugh, it's real
Lightning above and thunder below, ain't nothin' you can feel
We came to kill, not play it safe, this stage is rigged to burn
You want a lesson in pain and speed? Step up, it's now your turn, 'cause
Now, our switchblade will not show remorse
Our metal' the ultimate force
As riffs split your skull in a flash
Power thrash
Power thrash
Face first into the blade
Wear proud, the scars we've laid
Scorched burned a thrashing of the third degree
You're marked for life with our crimson V
Power thrash
Power thrash
Power thrash
Power thrash