There is noise deep in the night
A sound of marching and of fight
The soldiers of the thrash command
Will bang their heads until the end

We are the assault, the metal force
We are the riders on the crowd’s applause
Bonded by blood, in union we stand
Await the attack of the unholy thrash command

The spirit of nowadays metal is infected and sick
Greed, posing and the hunger for money is what these scavengers seed
We are the troops to defeat this invasion, the sellout it has to be stopped
Come on poser guys get off the stage, prepare yourselves cause you will get shot

There comes a cry out of the fire
The flames of hell are burning higher
The highest order must be done
We burn the posers one by one

We are the assault, the metal force
We are the riders on the crowd’s applause
Bonded by blood, in union we stand
Await the attack of the unholy thrash command
Thrash command!
Await the attack of the thrash command