Crossover is back to the streets Flannels, bandanas, out of the sight of tv Groovin'won't have place in the... It can't buy our sound Groovin'won't have place in the... Slam! speed leads you mad Thrash! bangin your heads like hell Mosh! from stage to the floor Possessed! to the circle pit! Walking and skating through the alleys Gangs of thrashcore are ready to prepare A gig in a small dirty place It stinks and it rots but we Slam! speed leads you mad Thrash! bangin your heads like hell Mosh! from stage to the floor Possessed! to the circle pit! The show is starting as you arrive You hear the fast beat and enters the pit People are running, there're feet in the air The loud rapid riffs possesses the crowd You lose control and the sound makes you blind You bleed through your nose without seeing or mind There're broken bones, there're teeth on the ground And you're ready to die just to stage dive and... Slam! speed leads you mad Thrash! bangin your heads like hell Mosh! from stage to the floor Possessed! to the circle pit!!