Thrasher

He loves to murder while moshing in pits
Stabbing them one by one
See the blood spill in a human vortex
His slashing has just begun
Banging his head,enjoying the scene Oh what a beautiful red
Revel the metal,the fast paced madness
Cause soon you'll be fucking dead
This is your last concert,make it worth while
Don't bother running Your efforts are but futile
You can try to take him on but he's much too strong The music feeds his dark soul
Ripping and tearing and breaking apart
Society has no control,over the Thrasher