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Thrash Metal Nights

Thrash Metal Nights

Fog filled room of darkness
Strobe lights flicker
Supersonic bass
Rings throughout the place
It's time

Screaming and pushing
Surfing the mosh pit
Beat drop, hands up
It's time for it to rip
This is the shit

Booze sloshing
Heads knocking
Boots rocking
Bodies jumping
Hearts pumping

It's an epic spaz
We're all trash
No fucking class
Just wanna get fucked up
While shaking some ass

~Bell

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