Fog of War - 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