Rising above the metal gods of the ages
The Pulverizor- the all-courageous
Walks with might
And instills fright
You will find it advantageous
To bow in reverence
To the effervescence
The Pulverizor- the omnipresent
Revered by all
Surpassed by none
The Pulverizor- the only one
Chorus:
So bow your head and bang it
Adorn his crown and hang it
On a monument to ultimate glory
True metal heads, you won’t be sorry
Storming the cold, dark night
Taking a vicious and delicious bite
Out of all who dare to challenge
The heavy metal way
He who retaliates with a vengeance
He will put you in your place
All who dare to cross his path
They will fear his mighty wrath
His scornful screams
Will haunt your dreams
Your mind consumed
Torn at the seams