Nothing cant' be [bad word] The formula of that solo and lead
Making riffs will blow your heads off
Popping licks that will tear you apart
The urges buried deep within us
Crouch to wonder if uses to mosh
The glorius metal and metal is the law
And [bad word] is breaking loose
 [bad word] 
Thrash, Thrash, Thrash
We do it for the thril, thrill, thrill 
We're forcing you to mosh, mosh, mosh
Tonight and to death

With the torch we are searching for answers
We found the [bad word] in loud guitars
With help from our ancestors 
We're heading for the stars

We took a hint from San Francisco
We took a ride to NYC
Any influence [bad word] us
From Exodus to S.O. [bad word] 
"Thrashin trough my mind
Forcing you to mosh"

We continue with the legacy 
We gonna kill them all
To raining blood among the living
The fabolous disaster

We took a hint from San Francisco
We took a ride to NYC
Any influence [bad word] us
From Exodus to S.O. [bad word]