At the gate the thrashers wait, with flesh of hardened steel At the show the bitches go to such their nasty meal Pounding meat, scorching heat, lick the dragon's bite Eat your tail, with tooth and nail, their juices flowing right Nocturnal curves, seduce and serve, spread the grease and feast We thrust in time, a filthy crime for craving lucid beasts Innocence has disappeared, the judgement: bad is bad We're all damn good criminals from the good times that we've had Masters of the armory, the attitude will show Long live the underground, your last chance: here it goes Trashdance (Into her pants) From dawn's light, making spite, for thrills 'til early hours Turn 'em back, infected crack, their skin is caught and sour Trashdance into her pants, her oyster stings you all All aroused her stench is doused, she's up against the wall Pain and pealed with staining steel, take it, feel it grind Piercing hearse, sends the curse, the trashing metal way We spit on those who choose to pose, we trash with all the rest Busting heads, ignoring feds, we know this crowd's the best!

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