Godslave. Metal Machines. Zeneszám

We are warriors of steel
We are marching on with pride
We are gonna make you feel
The power of the night

With the power from inside
Never do what we are told
We are ready for the fight
Our souls cannot be sold

We are Metal Machines
Metalians of the storm
Armed with Leather and Chains
For Metal we are born
...we are born...

Hail to the gods of war
And into the battle we ride
With a mighty choir
For Metal we will fight

We are not merciful
The blood starts to fall
We kill so powerful
We can hear your call

We are Metal Machines
Metalians of the storm
Armed with Leather and Chains
For Metal we are born
...we are born...