Sons of Kain

[Verse 1]
The electric guitar with its distorted sound
The thundering drums that are shaking the ground
The roaring bass that rumbles the brains
The growling vocals that enter the veins

[Verse 2]
Leather and vests, jeans and chains
From Ireland to Russia, from Sweden to Spain
The banner of metal is always held high
Yesterday's sound and its servants are nigh

[Chorus]
Sons, sons of Kain
Our loyalty will never wane
Sons, sons of kain
True defenders of the metal domain

[Verse 3]
Embracing the old and despising the new
Eternally loyal, a true oldschool crew
The fire that drives us will never go out
Ruling the front row to bang and to shout

[Chorus]
Sons, sons of Kain
Our loyalty will never wane
Sons, sons of kain
True defenders of the metal domain

[Verse 3]
Embracing the old and despising the new
Eternally loyal, a true oldschool crew
The fire that drive us will never go out
Ruling the front row to bang and to shout
The sons, sons of Kain

[Chorus]
Sons, sons of Kain
Our loyalty will never wane
Sons, sons of kain
True defenders of the metal domain

[Verse 1]
The electric guitar with it's distorted sound
The thundering drums that are shaking the ground
The roaring bass that rumbles the brains
The growling vocals that enter the veins