1. Thrash Command 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