Neil Turbin - Vocals
Scott Ian - Guitars
Dan Spitz - Guitars
Dan Lilker - Bass
Charlie Benante - Drums
The first Anthrax single from 1983 before the release of "Fistful Of Metal"
1. Soldiers Of Metal
We are fighting for your lives
Oooh, we are the soldiers in the line of fire
Down in the trenches we wait for the night
The time is approaching
We're ready to strike
We'll stop at nothing
There's no holding back
Born to raise hell
We will attack
Pounding away
Tearing through flesh
Soldiers of metal
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Fight to the death
Blasting the cannons
Shaking the ground
Hacking and killing
We're not fooling around
Warriors in battle
All dressed in black
A slash and a thrust
A stab in the back
The rages of fury
The cause of the fight
We're soldiers of metal
And we rule the night
Yeah
2. Howling Furies
Abandon all hope for those who enter
Cause there ain't too much of that down here
A clouded mist in a darkened tunnel
And twisted screams are growing near
Now you're down here, you're gonna all stay
Cause the howling furies wanna come out and play
You're headed for doom, you'd better prepare
Cause in this part of the woods almost anything's fair, yeah
You lied and cheated in your miserable life
You met your end with a butcher knife
We laughed when you died, you sit in your grave
Just waiting to turn into Satan's slave
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Tearing through flesh
Soldiers of metal
Источник teksty-pesenok.ru
Fight to the death
Blasting the cannons
Shaking the ground
Hacking and killing
We're not fooling around
Warriors in battle
All dressed in black
A slash and a thrust
A stab in the back
The rages of fury
The cause of the fight
We're soldiers of metal
And we rule the night
Yeah
2. Howling Furies
Abandon all hope for those who enter
Cause there ain't too much of that down here
A clouded mist in a darkened tunnel
And twisted screams are growing near
Now you're down here, you're gonna all stay
Cause the howling furies wanna come out and play
You're headed for doom, you'd better prepare
Cause in this part of the woods almost anything's fair, yeah
You lied and cheated in your miserable life
You met your end with a butcher knife
We laughed when you died, you sit in your grave
Just waiting to turn into Satan's slave