You can call us traitors to the scene while you stand in the first row, yet
Seven strings, techno beats, singing clean
The worst nightmare of true metalheads
The pure sale of your soul
You can show us your scorn but first show us your bills
Betrayal of the scene-rules
You can dislike us as Long as you don't admit it
We don't deny our roots
We outgrew them
We do not copy trends
We create it
We stand here 'cause we wanted it that way
No one's forcing you to stay
Obey the words they say and pay our rent until decay
You can call us traitors to the scene while you stand in the first row, yet
Seven strings, techno beats, singing clean
The worst nightmare of true metalheads
Dance to the sound of commerce and be sure it can't get worse 'cause we honestly confess that we want to reach the mass
We don't need any fans 'cause our haters fill the ranks, watching us celebrate every f****** note we play
We are beyond you
We get up - you fall
See how your scapegoat is overtaking all
This is a f****** new wave of mainstream
A middlefinger to this spineless scene
This is a f****** new wave of mainstream
A middlefinger to this spineless scene
Dance to the sound of commerce and be sure it can't get worse 'cause we honestly confess that we want to reach the mass
We don't need any fans 'cause our haters fill the ranks, watching us celebrate every f****** note we play
Seven strings, techno beats, singing clean
The worst nightmare of true metalheads
The pure sale of your soul
You can show us your scorn but first show us your bills
Betrayal of the scene-rules
You can dislike us as Long as you don't admit it
We don't deny our roots
We outgrew them
We do not copy trends
We create it
We stand here 'cause we wanted it that way
No one's forcing you to stay
Obey the words they say and pay our rent until decay
You can call us traitors to the scene while you stand in the first row, yet
Seven strings, techno beats, singing clean
The worst nightmare of true metalheads
Dance to the sound of commerce and be sure it can't get worse 'cause we honestly confess that we want to reach the mass
We don't need any fans 'cause our haters fill the ranks, watching us celebrate every f****** note we play
We are beyond you
We get up - you fall
See how your scapegoat is overtaking all
This is a f****** new wave of mainstream
A middlefinger to this spineless scene
This is a f****** new wave of mainstream
A middlefinger to this spineless scene
Dance to the sound of commerce and be sure it can't get worse 'cause we honestly confess that we want to reach the mass
We don't need any fans 'cause our haters fill the ranks, watching us celebrate every f****** note we play