Testi:
Metal Wind

gash on his sword Don't forget you are metal, not some ass-kissing whore Take some under your wings, but she must kiss the ring! Winds of metal,

Came through low in the rover knowin ya nova Trouble was seen then see trouble was me Double your speed, punch through metal fa sure I got the metal in

there was light and atomic fission swelling wind and rising ash tide of black rain cement seared shadow traces reminiscent of their last commands

in the dead of their kind They carry on without seeming to mind Feed off their flesh, larger they grow Persevere through ice, wind and snow When metal

door like Casper (WOO) I'm smokin out the jar (jar) scopin out the bar Distracted see shorty breast pokin out the bra (uh-huh) Not the type to go spark metal

across United Nations Black, Chinese, Indians, plus Caucasians Pick up the album, Revenge of the Iron Fingers invasions Lyrical bloodshed, first copy picked up by the feds They wanna investigate the metal

hide them Feel the haggered look penetrate brain castle Blasting clear out the back of this batches sour wind collection (FLASH FLOODER!) You're a fuckin wind

arrive Streams of fire blazing the sky 4 beast faces lower their wings Wheels has landed bringing apocalypse And there was a war in heaven Glowing metal

I have listened to the voices in the wind Sounds of mystery with the message they bring Curse of metal brought from strange and blinding light Signs