Way back in the day
Oldschool metal had its own way
Fast tempo, thrashing riffs
No place for artistic bullshit
Downtuning, surplus strings
Dick extension for snob wimps
Polyrhythm, clear sound
Get the fuck out of the underground
Sometimes more is less
This isn't progress
Sonic terror in the flesh
We're the hordes of Speed Tunk Thrash
Principles over cash
We're the hordes of Speed Punk Thrash
What is this mellow section?
Yawning sounds are my reaction
A genre deteriorated
Post Metal is overrated
Bullet belts, denim vests
Faithful to those who did it best
Keep it pure until the end
Big sunglasses, cool band!
No fire, only smoke
Won't fix what was never broke
Betrayers and defilers
Time for the cleansing fire!
Sonic terror in the flesh
We're the hordes of Speed Punk Thrash
Principles over cash
We're the hordes of Speed Punk Thrash