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There is noise deep in the night

A sound of marching and of fight

The soldiers of the thrash command

Will bang their heads until the end

We are the assault, the metal force

We are the riders on the crowd’s applause

Bonded by blood, in union we stand

Await the attack of the unholy thrash command

The spirit of nowadays metal is infected and sick

Greed, posing and the hunger for money is what these scavengers seed

We are the troops to defeat this invasion, the sellout it has to be stopped

Come on poser guys get off the stage, prepare yourselves cause you will get shot

There comes a cry out of the fire

The flames of hell are burning higher

The highest order must be done

We burn the posers one by one

We are the assault, the metal force

We are the riders on the crowd’s applause

Bonded by blood, in union we stand

Await the attack of the unholy thrash command

Thrash command!

Await the attack of the thrash command