Vers 1:
Intimacy is now dead. Now thrashers bang your heads.
Leather and spikes is what we wear. You’re laying down, do you think we care?

Chours:
Fistfight, thrash nite, fistfight - Feel my bite!
Fistfight, thrash nite, fistfight - Walk into the light!

Vers 2:
A broke nose is what you’ll get. But my cruel side you heaven’t met.
Blood is all over the place. And you’re gone without a trace.

Chours:
Fistfight, thrash nite, fistfight - Feel my bite!
Fistfight, thrash nite, fistfight - Walk into the light!

Chours:
Fistfight, thrash nite, fistfight - Feel my bite!
Fistfight, thrash nite, fistfight - Walk into the light!!!