Legion's Lust - Insulter

Darkness falls

Hammers hush

Now the guitar strikes

Drums are pounding

Bass is roaring

Like thunder in the night

Always bust, being dust

Banished by our sound

Legion’s lust, in hell we trust

Ironbound is our crowd

Dressed to kill

With leather and spikes

When we are going wild

Conquer the night

Ready to fight

Battlecries in the air

Throaty cries

As the full moon rises

In union we stand

Bang your heads

And hail the cult!

Is our last command

Always bust, being dust

Banished by our sound

Legion’s lust, in hell we trust

Ironbound is our crowd