Thrash Is Back

Thrash Is Back -Fueled By Fire

Denim leather thrash is what we are

Bang your head against the stage at Baloff's command

Thrashing smashing posers on the floor

We'll leave you on the floor bruised and sore

Thrash is back

Thrash is back

Thrash is back

Violence mayhem the crowd begins to slam

Circle pitting maniacs thrashing all around

Louder louder the crowd starts to scream

Saying thrash is back with their fist in the air

Thrash is back

Thrash is back

Thrash is back

Run on the stage jump in the crowd

They catch you as you fall from the air

The lights hit your face as you surf the crowd

You see the band on the stage

Kicked in the head by a white high top

The mark is left on your face

Turned and tossed by the people below

Until you fall in the hole

The crowd pulls you in to the circle pit

Slamming and banging your head

A thrasher falls you help him up

Slamming the posers to death

Singing along while your knees hit your face

Not giving a damn who's in your way

Your hearts beating fast as your pitting away

Thrash will never die

80's is when thrash was made

Those were the glory days

Thrash was asleep but now it's awake

We'll never die we're here to stay

The glory days are back

Thrashers unite scream with me

Thrash is back

Oh thrash is back