Don't wanna know about your feelings or where your life went wrong
Don't wanna hear a fucking flute in a heavy metal song
We like our music raw, filthy and obscene
You and your mam boys are just too weak and clean
Chorus:
W'er waging war cause we hate your style
Life Metal Must Die
Punishment will come without a trial
Life Metal Must Die
If the rumors of an acoustic set turns out to be true
Then we'll break in backstage, and piss in your fondue
We are ready to take action, to keep the metal pure
If you're wimping out the scene, you will never be secure
If we find a word about your love life in your lyric sheet
Then you will kiss the asphalt, taste the concrete
If you sing about your broken heart, your nose will break too
That's not a promise, that's a threat aimed at you!
