Metal Or Die (Metal Law)

Metal or die / Be blessed or be dead Those are the words / I repeat in my head Metal or die / Be a genius or be mad A demon told me once / It was all he ever said Wherever we decide to be Somebody is at our side His hands cast living fire His soul is as black as the night Wherever we go – whatever we do His hands are guiding us well We feel as if we’re hypnotized He put us under a spell High above the mountains The demon watches us all Spreading his wings and grinning Whenever he hears our call: Metal or die... We’re doomed to do his bidding And to obey him ‘til the end Through his power we gain strength In infernal union we stand High above the mountains... Metal or die... Screaming guitars and the thunder of drums Are the weapons during our quest They cannot cause you lethal wounds But through them we’re eternally blessed