Saint Peters Square is crowded
Sheep are gathered for the mass
A roaring sound of thunder
A piercing explosion of gas
The holy ones are trembling
The choir stops to chant
Hellish doomsday's coming
Satan's affecting the demand

Bring on the...

Bulldozer!
Release our blasphemous hate!
Bury the weak under his metal blade!

Bulldozer!
Raise ancient banners again...
...as we are bulldozing the Vatican!

The priests retreat to the basilica
Where ancient sanctums are kept
Bulldoze the weakling's foundation
The Metal hordes want you dead

A blaze towards the crypts
Gallons of spit up to the cross
Tearing down the altar
Ripping down the holy gloss
Their last hide out: the chapel
The legions invade the halls
Beat them down with crowbars
As the final monument falls!

Leather boots hit the pavement
Screams echo in the street
Vomit runs down the gutter
We're out for a dirty deed

C'mon you coward dont hesitate
Take a step forward and meet your fate

Blood and booze
Cover our path tonight
Street Metal Death Squad
Unite!

Broken glass covers the floor
When the fire soaks our throat
Heading right for delirium
Craving the next load

Violence burns in our minds
Hey, faggot listen to what I say
Fuck off and leave this place!
This run down bar is where we stay

The chainsaw deathsman awaits your head
Metal Demons want you dead
Stand up and attend the trial
Confess your sins, await your denial

Like old masters we sentence to death
The rusty metal chainsaw will take your last breath
No need for a blindfold, you will reckon your fate
Your headless body will burn at the stake

The mighty.. Chainsaw Inquisition!!!
Guilty as charged, the chainsaw will roar!
The mighty.. Chainsaw Inquisition!!!
Twitching muscles, spitting gore...

The chainsaw is grinding
A last hail to the goat...
The metal iqnuisitor aims for your throat!!!

Raise the horns for all the world to see
Oafs at the top of their lungs
Arm in arm, metal brothers we stand
Where are the values you are to defend?

Spelling curses, brutal as fuck can be
Our weekend hard shell masquerade
Arm in arm, metal brothers we stand
Not an ounce of dignity at hand

We have nothing in common
You better stop to pretend
The demons you have summoned
Have risen to make their stand

We rape, disect, sodomize and burn
It is intolerance we preach
Arm in arm with dispeakable maggots
It is our code we teach

Arm in arm, the elitists stand tall
Your attitude is a disgrace
You never ment a word you've ever said
Can you even look at your own face?

Another night out of my cell
Whiskey fueled, I'm feeling well
No need to care, no need to think
Come on honey, save your wink
Or I'm gonna send you straight to hell

Come on, baby
...stop tossing back your hair
Come on, baby
...like I would fucking care

Go Fuck Yourself

Keep your drama, keep your words
Or do you wanna know what really hurts?
I don't need you, you're on the blink
What I need is another drink
..and your voice will be unheard

Come on, baby
...your efforts are in vein
Come on, baby
...masculinity will reign!

I've had enough of you
And I know just what to do
Just another one on my list
...you don't want to taste my fist
Don't tell me you didn't know

Come on, baby
...getting drunk is my only goal
Come on, baby
...I'm here to Rock'n'Roll

In conspiracy with Venom's legions
A sound like rusty chains
We run you over like a tank battalion
Spitting on your remains

Bastard Metal!

Chainsaw guitars are grinding
Driven by the power of booze
The bass is roaring thunder
Hell is about to break loose

By the blood of Bathory
Sworn to the gods of Rock'n'Roll
Bastard metal will burn your guts
The hellhounds are on patrol

Intoxicated blood is boiling
Summoning the tyrant's power
We celebrate the ancient cult
Until our final hour

An infernal call through the night
And the glorious masters of metal unite
On the streets, tortured by thirst
The clock strikes twelve, they are ready to burst

Lock up your wife!!!
Gonna end your fancy thrive...
When you hear a hateful yell
They're gonna bring you hell

The hellhounds rush...
...through the depths of the night
By the crack of thunder
Beer Hammers strike!!!

Beer Hammers!

Aiming for the battered cellar bar
With your cheapest booze you shall fill up the jar
The meanest, the devil's right hand
If the sun goes up, let darkness descend

Don't dare to start a fight
You won't survive that fateful night!!
If you get the hammers pissed
You're gonna feel their fists

A black spell of Rock'n'Roll
Evokes his evil soul
The servants of the devil's might
He's the black leather metal knight!

Sunglasses reflect the light
Nothing but cold beer in mind
Released from his iron cell
Tonight he's gonna give you hell!!!

Black Leather Uniform!
Black Leather Uniform!
The hellish beast of Satan's storm
In his black shining uniform!

On his way through the night
Avoid his gaze, he's up to fight!
Don't you dare to get him pissed
Or you will feel his iron fist, yeah!

Down at the bar all faggots dance
He's going to take his chance
With a swing of his metal mace
He crushes the weaklings' face!!!

When I came to ask, they said that love is for the kind
Few know the boundaries to where I've set my mind,
Few, I least of all, know the direction of this fate,
Few like me came crashing down the brimstone gate

I am the engine with the torque unmatched, I know the toll,
Hauling gasoline in sips out of a filthy hole
I need your juices until the last drop that remains,
You´ll need more than words to put this tank in chains.

Woman get me off (this restraining order)
Nothing more but another take on the ram at a foreign border
Woman get me off (this restraining order)
Give me this night to hear your breath becoming shorter

I am the engine drinking like the dawn would never come,
Towing parts, corroded carriages, a loaded gun,
To blast its load on many a fragile soil,
Gimme yours, and I´ll take you with me down to hell and back

Feedback introduces the beginning of our mass
The stage covered by vomit, blood and broken glass
Are you of the chosen? Have you ever tried?
If you're not up for worship, you better run and hide...
'cause...

...One hammer strike
and all the weaklings surrender!!!
You can't cope with the attack...
...of the Metal Avenger!!!!!!!!!

Hell dictates the songs of the bulldozing brigade
The instruments are tuned by Lord Satan's raging hate
Warfare and deathstruction, poison all around
We'll execute the wimps with our blasphemic sound...

Like a whiplash we come down, like a thunder we will strike
We are death's possession, the hunters in the night
Never were we supposed to stand up and take your hand
Forever we shall reign and divided we shall stand...