TRAITORS OF METAL [Intro] Count your silver. The forge is watching. [Verse 1] You traded steel for shining halos, swapped thunder for applause. Leather and combat boots are nothing but costumes. You buried the spirit of metal beneath your own banner. You sing of fire, yet fear hell. You preach freedom, yet beg for permission. You turned the riff into a sermon. You left the truth to rust. [Pre-Chorus] Every chain has its weakest link. Every mask melts in the fire. [Chorus] TRAITORS OF METAL! Your silver rings louder than your guitars. Your steel turned to tin long ago. You sing of fire, yet choke on smoke. TRAITORS OF METAL! You play metal, but preach sermons. Steel does not pray. Steel does not kneel. Steel endures. [Breakdown] KLANG! KRRRSH! THOOM! GRRRRAAAAH! Traitors rust! Steel remains! Traitors rust! Steel remains! [Bridge] You cannot buy the forge with silver. You cannot baptize fire with holy water. You cannot lock the storm inside temple walls. Metal is not born on its knees. [Final Chorus] TRAITORS OF METAL! False glory is the first to fade. The paint peels away. The masks crack. Rust devours everything that ever pretended. When the last amplifier falls silent, when the last banner burns to ash, only steel remains. And steel remembers.
