Way back in the day Oldschool metal had its own way Fast tempo, thrashing riffs No place for artistic bullshit Downtuning, surplus strings Dick extension for snob wimps Polyrhythm, clear sound Get the fuck out of the underground Sometimes more is less This isn't progress Sonic terror in the flesh We're the hordes of Speed Tunk Thrash Principles over cash We're the hordes of Speed Punk Thrash What is this mellow section? Yawning sounds are my reaction A genre deteriorated Post Metal is overrated Bullet belts, denim vests Faithful to those who did it best Keep it pure until the end Big sunglasses, cool band! No fire, only smoke Won't fix what was never broke Betrayers and defilers Time for the cleansing fire! Sonic terror in the flesh We're the hordes of Speed Punk Thrash Principles over cash We're the hordes of Speed Punk Thrash