Break the silence Raise your fists Wake the fucking dead Let's thrash Last night a demon came to scream Your grandma's raising hell instead But now, my grandma starts to mosh My grandma owns the pit My grandma rocks the grave My grandma moshes in the grave Mosh in the grave Grandma's rocking in the grave Granny's banging in the pit My grandma moshes in the grave Granny wouldn't mind it when she passed away And now I know she's raising hell 'Cause now, my grandma starts to mosh My grandma owns the pit My grandma rocks the grave My grandma moshes in the grave Mosh in the grave, mosh in the grave Mosh in the grave, mosh in the grave Mosh in the grave Grandma's rocking in the grave Granny's banging in the pit My grandma moshes in the grave Don't you worry 'bout the afterlife You'll be in the hands of hell And thrash is pretty damn loud So won't you bang your head? We don't wanna be alive No, we don't wanna be alive No, we don't wanna be alive No, we just wanna thrash And so they thrashed With no fear of death Because if there's a pit beyond the grave Grandma's already in it Mosh in the grave Grandma's rocking in the grave Granny's banging in the pit My grandma moshes in the grave Hell Mosh in the grave Mosh in the grave
