Massacre Elite
When you ask me where I come from Well, I think that you would love it too They say the Alley is nothing but a sewer Working Class neighbourhood Put yourself in my place I’ve got a market to dominate It’s the law of supply and demand A crowd of young Punx that I can understand You can call me a crocodile I wait for my prey and you’re comin’ to die I look to the left then I look to the right A frontal Attack you can’t fight back! It’s a Death Roll Now let’s try to be objective, I ain’t talkin’ about love I am an animal, radioactive, please don’t say that you didn’t know So if you come askin’ for pleasure, fuckin’ Sins of the Flesh Here I come and you’re easy prey son, for the Guys in the Gang! You can call me a crocodile I wait for my prey and you’re comin’ to die I look to the left then I look to the right A frontal Attack you can’t fight back! Tell me guy, where do you come from? Tell me, what do you need? You know this hole is my own Paradise Colors and lights, women and pills Put yourself in my place I’ve got a market to dominate It’s the law of supply and demand A crowd of young Punx that I can understand Once Upon a Time … A crocodile tear, an alligator smile A woman, a bottle, a gun and a friend And songs that you can’t understand Put yourself in my place I’ve got a market to dominate It’s the law of supply and demand A crowd of young Punx that I drive to the end It’s a Death Roll
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Memory loss, bleeding from ear That’s all to be expected with a cracked skull Everything’s back on track, guys Valle is drunk, Ema’s on the run Where is Ivan? Who fuckin’ knows? It could well be, he took an overdose Of pussy, or white wine, or good smokin’ drugs It’s all the same when he’s lookin’ for fun! As if by magic, everything’s all right Come to the party! Light up the night! Come backstage and see what it’s all about That’s what it means to me when you scream and shout A scream to break the rusty cage, another to leave no doubt You are my own flesh and blood: I’m not a Zombie anymore Down to the Graveyard, a horrid smell It clouds your mind, You hold your breath Back from the grave: here are Tiz and me With a bottle of Jack, a couple of Beck’s That’s life you see! As if by magic, everything’s all right Come to the party! Let’s start the fight! Come backstage and see what it’s all about That’s what it means to me when you scream and shout A scream to break the rusty cage, another to leave no doubt You are my own flesh and blood: I’m not a Zombie anymore Memory loss, bleeding from ear That’s all to be expected with a cracked skull Everything’s back on track, guys Valle is drunk, Ema’s on the run Where is Ivan? Who fuckin’ knows? Me and Tiz are ready to go Pleased to meet you! Don’t scream for help How do you fell between Heaven and Hell? As if by magic, everything’s all right You fall apart, as I come to life! Come backstage and see what it’s all about That’s what it means to me when you scream and shout A scream to break the rusty cage, another to leave no doubt You are my own flesh and blood: I’m not a Zombie anymore
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Some men associated with an italian bloody gang Where shot to death by several men dressed in black "The Thrasher’s Day Massacre" as it was known Was never officially linked to anyone The City gained a widespread reputation for violence This phenomenon coincided with the rise of a new band We write our name in full "National Suicide" Don’t care about the passing fad, we still defend the Line And I'll tell you all their fashion won’t last, listen to me … If you want to be my Brother, child Come and join the Massacre Elite! (Massacre) Elite (Massacre) Over the years many mobsters would be named As part of the Massacre Team, legendary tale A friend of mine was heard to brag: "I am the man! I shot those fuckin’ animals and I don’t give a damn" The City gained a widespread reputation for violence This phenomenon coincided with the rise of a new band We write our name in full "National Suicide" Don’t care about the passing fad, we still defend the Line And I'll tell you all their fashion won’t last, listen to me … If you want to be my Brother, child Come and join the Massacre Elite! This is the Story, same old song and dance Speed and Thrash and alcohol, pride and violence If you want to be remembered jump into the Pit Show the people who you are, make this City bleed! Our City gained a widespread reputation for violence This phenomenon coincided with the rise of a new band We write our name in full "National Suicide" Don’t care about the passing fad, we still defend the Line And I'll tell you all their fashion won’t last, listen to me … If you want to be my Brother, child Come and join the Massacre Elite! (Massacre) Elite (Massacre) (Massacre) (Massacre) (Elite)
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
I come from a Land of fire and flames A good mother loves all her children the same My brother’s an Asshole, my sister’s a bitch I play with my knife and you soon need a stitch There’s something in my blood I just can’t deny, alright! A mixture of honor and sexual pride Get out of my way, get out of my life! I know who you are and I know you don’t know me I came here for gold, I’m lookin’ for money If you’re not immortal be careful my friend I tell you the end result is always the same There’s something in my blood I just can’t deny, alright! A mixture of honor and sexual pride Get out of my way, get out of my life! (Hey! Ho! Come on!) Don’t try to tame the wildest stallion (Hey! Ho!) Known to be Old, (White and Italian) (Hey! Ho!) I’ve been a warrior all my fuckin’ life Battle cry, fight or die - you know this is the end… I come from a Country you used to make fun of I see you don’t laugh anymore – oh my God… Your cousin is dead, was it something I said Or something he can say no more? There’s something in my blood I just can’t deny, alright! A mixture of honor and sexual pride Get out of my way, get out of my life! (Hey! Ho! Come on!) Don’t try to tame the wildest stallion (Hey! Ho!) Known to be Old, (White and Italian) (Hey! Ho!) I’ve been a warrior all my fuckin’ life Battle cry, fight or die - you know this is the end…
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Too many bombs, too many tombs, too many cops A mess of blood, too many War Pigs, too many lies Too many tears, too many cries I wanna know, what’s going on? Is it a nightmare? Is it a song? Is it a joke? Is it a movie? Don't wanna be the hero of a Neverending Story I'll tell you something else Last night they killed a Pisshead That guy was nothing but a Pisshead! Fuck off and die! Last night they killed a Pisshead He was a friend of mine! That guy was nothing but a Pisshead… Too many bags, too many pockets Too many taxes, too many rockets Too many guns, I'm going mad I'm getting angry man, I'm feeling sad I wanna see, what’s going on? Is it a fake? I don't believe so! Is it a joke? Is it a movie? I don't want to be the victim of a Neverending Story I'll tell you something else Last night they killed a Pisshead That guy was nothing but a Pisshead! Fuck off and die! Last night they killed a Pisshead He was a friend of mine! That guy was nothing but a Pisshead… Too many Bosses, too many Gangs Too many neon lights, too many friends Too many traitors, too many bands Too many Groupies, I've got to keep my head I wanna know, what's going on? Is it a nightmare? Is it a song? Is it a crime? Is it a movie? Don't wanna be the victim of a Neverending Story I'll tell you something else Last night they killed a Pisshead That guy was nothing but a Pisshead! Fuck off and die! Last night they killed a Pisshead He was a friend of mine! That guy was nothing but a Pisshead…
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
We've got trouble ahead, I tell you my friend Stop doin’ that and follow me instead You're fixing to let those teenage hormones Get ya into a hell of fire and moans I know she amuses, but to let her kill you Is hard in your line A big Boss in our gang: You think that you can do anything you like But the Brothers are watching! Don't you think it’s time to rise again? Let's come back to the streets! Open fire! Follow me! Trouble Ahead! The Pack needs a leader They scream and shout that I am the Man An' if I am the Man you've got Trouble Ahead! Trouble Ahead We've got trouble ahead, I told you my friend Stop doin' that and listen instead You gather a number of fools round yourself An' you're doin’ time while they don’t give a damn And they all brown nose you! But to let'em fuck you is hard in your line Like a snake in the bayou Sick and revolting and ready to bite But the Brothers are watching! Don’t you think it's time to rise again? Let's come back to the streets! Open fire! Follow me! Trouble Ahead! The Pack needs a leader They scream and shout that I am the Man An' if I am the Man you’ve got Trouble Ahead! You've got trouble ahead! And you live in dread Of somethin' you don't know, someone who dares To tell you the truth, that you are no good Jokin' apart I'm just here for you I know that you love me But to let you kill me is hard in my line An' I love you too Dear But every dog has it's own day and today is mine! But the Brothers are watching! Don't you think it's time to rise again? Let's come back to the streets! Open fire! Follow me! Trouble Ahead! The Pack needs a leader They scream and shout that I am the Man An' if I am the Man you've got Trouble Ahead!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Do you remember the night that we met? I was so drunk and you were getting wet So i told you:"Won't you take me home? I've got a need that's about to explode" But I don't think you got the idea I still remember that you whispered in my ear "I'm a lady of the old school kind Come on and take me to defend the line!" So I tried to do my best Nothing more and nothing less: "Metal head you won't go far Let me take you to the dive bar" Come on! Take me to the dive bar! Come on! Take me to the dive bar! You've seen this in movies hundred of times The girl is sitting, drinking white whine She gets asked to dance by a pretty boy I'm not a poser, I'm not a toy! Follow me into the middle of the dance floor I want to see you roll little dancer You're a lady of the old school kind, aren't you? You won't fear the front line... Still i try to do my best Nothing more and nothing less "Metal head you won't go far Let me take you to the dive bar" I kept my breath fresh with a shot You smelt amazing, I didn't give a fuck You gave me all you could, I gave you all I got I saw you licked my heavy metal cock! Now I think you got the idea I still remember what you whispered in my ear: "I'm a lady of the old school kind Come on and take me to defend the line!" Still i try to do my best Nothing more and nothing less: "I need you bitch, I can't get enough Come on and take me to the dive bar" Come on! Take me to the dive bar
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
It was just a rainy Tuesday in the summer of ‘89 I was there to meet a “Patriot” One of those of the Killing Kind So we met in his favourite hangout The “Gasoline Road Bar and Grill” “Just look for the skinhead with the rose tattoo: It’s me” That fuckin’ head was a landscaper When he left daddy, mom and school He didn’t give a shit man He was born to fight and lose He had always seen himself as a singer in a Band As a fighting warrior A kind of beast out of control While I was Unfit for the Army… (I Was) (I Was) Unfit for the Army… He looked down on me I was 20, Wild and free “You will come to a sticky end” Come on soldier take a look at yourself! Now man don’t you get me wrong I think it’s something in my blood An’ it runs in the Family: The reason why they rejected me As Unfit for the Army … Die!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Extreme Heavy Metal music High speed riffing and aggression Shredding-style lead work Overkill, Sodom, Exodus! It’s all about the way we live Not a joke and not a pose I’ve got the need, I’ve got the will An’ I’m ready to go! Dirty Attitude rooted in the New Age Of British Heavy Metal movement I never miss a chance to scream out loud All my anger and pain What do you mean by Metal? Is it all a lie? What do you mean by anger? Anger’s not a crime! I’m streets ahead of you You Poser know that it’s so true Just to remove the doubt, clear up: What d’you mean by Metal? Blind Alley, dead end street An’ I don’t give a shit who did it Somebody killed my Soul, you know And now I’ve got a Soul no more It’s all about the reason why I’ve been a loser my whole fuckin’ life Born to lose I live to win Show after show, Sin after Sin Dirty Attitude rooted in the New Age Of British Heavy Metal movement I never miss a chance to scream out loud All my anger and pain What do you mean by Metal? Is it all a lie? What do you mean by anger? Anger’s not a crime! I’m streets ahead of you You Poser know that it’s so true Just to remove the doubt, clear up: What d’you mean by Metal? Extreme Heavy Metal music High speed riffing and aggression Shredding-style lead work Slayer, Motorhead and so on! It’s all about the way we live Not a joke and not a pose I’ve got the need, I’ve got the will An’ I’m ready to go! Dirty Attitude rooted in the New Age Of British Heavy Metal movement I never miss a chance to scream out loud All my anger and pain What do you mean by Metal? Is it all a lie? What do you mean by anger? Anger’s not a crime! I’m streets ahead of you You Poser know that it’s so true Just to remove the doubt, clear up: What d’you mean by Metal?
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026