Paroles de 'Mark Of The Eagle' par Pitiful Reign

Onslaught of metal about to begin, the night begins to unfold
Guitars start to rage as the heads start to bang, the sea of the hair is well known
Thrash is the way no need to return, the metal is what we all thrive on
The ultimate riff the head bangers dream, the front row of metalers depend on

Feel the intensity burn, as your mind begins to rage
From Inside your head suspense drives you insane
So let loose, break away let metal run your soul
And get down to the front of the stage and just thrash

The Mark of The Eagle
Thrash Attack

The mark of the eagle stands strong like a ox, upholding the fort down the front
The army of metalers command by one, thrash like there's no day tomorrow
Without any care for the neck wrecking madness, no thought of the pain the next day
The cut off denim the warriors from hell, the 101st for the win!.

Feel the intensity burn, as your mind begins to rage
From Inside your head suspense drives you insane
So let loose, break away let metal run your soul
And get down to the front of the stage and just thrash

Let the metal rage inside, don't hold back form overdrive, spin your hair and thrash you head, the metal will not wind up dead, deep inside you now its right, the only thing that you can do, is thrash like fuck, just bang your head and Thrash, Thrash, Thrash ,Thrash

Thrash