Tekst
A hidden land in the shadows
From beyond the underworld
A secret metal, a new legend
Is rising in fury from the unknown
Hunters of long hair
Metalheads dressed in jeans
Leather boots and chains, they appear
Like an evil pest
When the song is coming to an end
Metalhead, where are you going to go?
No one knows
Is that hell or worse?
With your boots on stand up and survive
Metal maniac
You praise the albums, you praise the songs
Of metal
Suffering the city's sins
No one goes out from the alley
You can hear through the trashy air
Raging screams of a metal crowd
All of them, wiser now in arms
With a sign to defy the sky
The unceasing beat of many metalheads
Tearing down the morals of your town
Metalhead, where are you going to go?
No one knows
Is that hell or worse?
With your boots on stand up and survive
Metal maniac
You praise the albums, you praise the songs
Of metal
Bang your heads!
Here it comes
M-E-T-A-L
Once again
M-E-T-A-L, hahahaha
Metalhead, where are you going to go?
No one knows
Is that hell or worse?
With your boots on stand up and survive
Metal maniac
You praise the albums, you praise the songs
Of metal, alright
