In tribal cantation - fantastic revelation Demanding, withstanding, the energy is blinding Believing, receiving exactly what we’re needing Beholding, unfolding, see clearly where we’re going
Run towards your goal The metal’s in your soul HAMMERHEAD! HAMMERHEAD! HAMMERHEAD! HEADBANGER HAMMERHEAD!
We’re standing & shouting while punching air in timing The sound of the mayhem is really all we’re here for Whatever the season we never need a reason You know I’m not lying, some things are well worth dying for
Race towards your goal Black metal’s in your soul!
You look to the future, you don’t know if it suits you Then take it or leave it, won’t force you to believe it But don’t come back crying, we’re off again & flying We live for the metal, no other for we’d settle