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Spikes and chains and sleazy bars, black leather and loud guitars
wimps and posers may say we re antiquated
The power of ancient metal is all we know, our souls are burning with hate and rage
We are beyond trends cos metal never dies, ghouls of iron we live our desire, we refuse to conform to fashion s flow
We re out of date, spikes and chains and sleazy bars
Spikes and chains and sleazy bars, our souls are burning with hate and rage
our souls are burning with hate and rage
Warriors of metal to no man we kneel, wimps and posers may say we re antiquated, ghosts of leather demons of fire
the power of ancient metal is all we know
The power of ancient metal is all we know, we refuse to conform to fashion s flow
Ghosts of leather spirits of steel, warriors of metal to no man we kneel
Our souls are burning with hate and rage, ghouls of iron we live our desire
ghouls of iron we live our desire
In the end once more we ll hear the false one s cries, in the end once more we ll hear the false one s cries
we re out of date
On every smoke-filled stage we cry, in the end once more we ll hear the false one s cries
From the distant past when metal was real, we refuse to conform to fashion s flow
Warriors of metal to no man we kneel, spikes and chains and sleazy bars
Warriors of metal to no man we kneel, ghosts of leather spirits of steel, we have no place in the modern age
We refuse to conform to fashion s flow, we re ghosts of leather and spirits of steel
we re relics of the past
we have no place in the modern age
we re ghosts of leather and we ll never die
we refuse to conform to fashion s flow
we refuse to conform to fashion s flow
In the end once more we ll hear the false one s cries, spikes and chains and sleazy bars
Wimps and posers may say we re antiquated, black leather and loud guitars
But the might of steel and metal is never outdated, we re relics of the past
We re ghosts of leather and spirits of steel, but we don t care that we were born too late
in the end once more we ll hear the false one s cries
In the end once more we ll hear the false one s cries, we are beyond trends cos metal never dies, ghosts of leather demons of fire
Warriors of metal to no man we kneel, on every smoke-filled stage we cry
ghosts of leather demons of fire
on every smoke-filled stage we cry
We re ghosts of leather and spirits of steel, we are beyond trends cos metal never dies, ghosts of leather demons of fire
we have no place in the modern age
spikes and chains and sleazy bars
But we don t care that we were born too late, ghouls of iron we live our desire
Black leather and loud guitars, we re ghosts of leather and spirits of steel Countess, warriors of metal to no man we kneel
Our souls are burning with hate and rage, ghosts of leather demons of fire
ghouls of iron we live our desire
We re relics of the past, we refuse to conform to fashion s flow
But we don t care that we were born too late, on every smoke-filled stage we cry
But the might of steel and metal is never outdated, on every smoke-filled stage we cry
On every smoke-filled stage we cry, the power of ancient metal is all we know
Black leather and loud guitars, but the might of steel and metal is never outdated
Spikes and chains and sleazy bars, we have no place in the modern age
from the distant past when metal was real
Ghouls of iron we live our desire, we re ghosts of leather and we ll never die
In the end once more we ll hear the false one s cries, black leather and loud guitars
We re ghosts of leather and we ll never die, in the end once more we ll hear the false one s cries, we re ghosts of leather and spirits of steel
But the might of steel and metal is never outdated, we have no place in the modern age
Black leather and loud guitars, we refuse to conform to fashion s flow
Ghouls of iron we live our desire, we re out of date
We re relics of the past, ghosts of leather demons of fire, ghosts of leather demons of fire
Wimps and posers may say we re antiquated, we re relics of the past, ghosts of leather demons of fire
Ghosts of leather demons of fire, ghouls of iron we live our desire
Ghosts of leather spirits of steel, we refuse to conform to fashion s flow Ghosts, we re ghosts of leather and spirits of steel
But the might of steel and metal is never outdated, in the end once more we ll hear the false one s cries, we re relics of the past