Metal Pounding

Metal Pounding...

Cold steel lined up in a row,
my brain hears the steel ringing,
a thousand hammers start their pounding.
Anvils singing their song of pain,
it pulses deep in my brain.
I work all day on cold steel,
pounding metal rapes you of your life.
Metal Pounding,
hammers screaming,
going home to rape your wife,
living a life,
of metal pounding.
The ring of pain,
I wear on my finger,
tells me I am owned,
controlled in my life.
Pounding metal to survive.
Metal Pounding,
hammers screaming,
going home to rape your wife,
of metal pounding.
Cocaine easing the pain,
of the rolling train of cold steel.
Am I maim,
with a brain,
used to pound metal,
every day.
Take the steel and ram it up your ass!
Metal Pounding,
I feel no pain.
Metal Pounding,
hammers screaming,
going home to rape your wife,
living a life,
of metal pounding.