Infants Of Thrash

Waking up your instincts
The smell of boiling blood
Gather up your weapons
Time for war has come

NEW BORN
In the prime of youth
RAGING
Decay around us

DENIM! LEATHER!
and fire in our heart
Blood fast!
Seeking to feed a thrash

CHORUS
Moshing like beasts
ready to fuck you up
Violent Devastation at our command
Going round and round until you're done
Cause we are Infants of thrash
INFANTS OF THRASH

Jumping around
Follow the drum kit beats
Attack like a shark
Through slicing and piercing screams

METAL
as heavy as it gets
MOSH PIT
can you pass the test?

POWER! DEATH!
Metal in our heart
Madness, Moshers
Fight back

CHORUS

Making circles round and round
The crowd is going mad
Screaming "Thrash is back" with all the power you have
Bringing down the walls
Kill the posers with our thrash
Hear the amps are roaring
Putting metal up your ass

Charge and slave, kill in decay Cause we are the Infants of Thrash