Legion's Lust

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