black magic rites on this black evil night
begin with the slice of the blade
metal and blood come together as one

onlookers they gasp in dismay

taste the sweet blood of one another

sharing without any greed

bang your head as if up from the dead

intense metal is all that you need

Chorus:


murder in the front row
crowd begins to bang

and there's blood upon the stage
bang your head against the stage
and metal takes its price

bonded by blood

metal takes hold death starts to unfold

it's loud like the worlds at an end
your in a blood fury the metal won't stop
onlookers they bang at command


cutting your palm and drinking your blood
the power that few others dare

you feel the need to go out and kill
the same need that your blood brother shares


Chorus:

murder in the front row crowd begins to bang

and there's blood upon the stage
bang your head against the stage
and metal takes its price

bonded by blood