Six-Packin' Heat

Metal isn’t dead yet, you’re living a lie
As old as it is it’s a mighty fine way to die
Many have thought that our soul was sucked dry
But metal will never die
Warriors of heavy metal we trust
And we’re so metal we rust
Banging your head, continue the fight
Raising the dead, no end in sight
The legacy moves on to a new age
But we’ve not yet won, so we wage war on the stage
We’ll play all the shows 'til everyone knows
That we’ve no regrets for the path that we’ve chose
We’ll play all the clubs, destroy all the bars
Burn all in our path with shredding guitars
Keep on fighting to help metal remain
Keep the mosh strong, here comes the pain
Six, Six, Six, Metal will see you in hell
Six, Six, Six, Metal will see you in hell
Six, Six, Six, Metal will fuck you in hell
Six, Six, Six, Metal will fuck you in hell