Just another song with thrash in the name Just another band with no chance of fame Why do they rise up? Where do they come from?
Hordes of slackers with thrash on the brain New age of youth that live against the grain Their time was over What the hell's up with the thrash resurgence?
Rise up, march on, tread the earth again Heads bang, fists raise, more monsters than men They can't stop us now
Psychopathic ape men dominate the form Purest form of metal catches on and is reborn What did they come for? They shouldn't be here
Something terrible is looming overhead Join the legion, walk amongst the dead We've always been here They're wrong this is not a thrash resurgence
Underground we continued to feed Now your children feel our primal lust and heed the call
