Scums Of Metal

They want to be metal wise guys
Their supposed intelligence is their vile ignorance
Their don't know how to play at all
And however they acclaim to be the best critics

They say to have a serious ideology
And they just are kids playing to be brutals
They acclaim to be honest
But they always attacks from behind

Poor ignorants, scurvies of society
What a pitiful scums
They have no shame
They are disgusting, they stink out!

They suffer all night over us
And they always finished exhausted
By their impotence and mediocrity