Heavy Metal Lyric – 9th May 1989

The galloping horses of impending doom
Are drawing ever closer          
The storm clouds of hell         
Are looming ever nearer         
The virgin pure is kneeling      
Trembling at the altar
The vision of death I comprehend         
Is becoming ever clearer         
Death, blood, sex, satan, alcohol           
Spit beaaugh puke aahhh