Boilin’ blood inside your veins and fire in your eyes
shaken with adrenaline the thrill runs down your spine
6 string bitch inside you grip the sculpture of your sin
crash and burn there’s no return your face an evil grin
Fast and loud out in the crowd they lose their fuckin’ minds
smell of sweat and blood and booze just makes you feel alive
rabid madmen mosh just like tomorrow they’ll be dead
Decap Attak is on the loose so bang your fuckin’ head.