Текст: Wizzard. Devilmusick. Iron, Steel, Metal.

Gods of thunder, lightning, and rain
Lustful succubuses of death and pain
Are gathered tonight up in the steel sky
Down on the field of battle stand
Warriors draped in leather with iron swords in hand
Ready to sing their enemies their last lullabies

The sunlight disappears, only torchlight?s break the dark
Depressive silence broken only by hard pounding hearts
Mist falls down shrouding the field in mystery
After this night all false "metallers" will rest in peace

The Metal horde raise their swords and hail