The Pitslayer Songtext
von Messticator

The pit starts raging, drums shake the ground
Bodies clash, a monstrous sound
Guitars cut through sweaty air
The pit is violent but always fair
No direction, just chaos in sight
Everyone moshes as best as they might
Forged by steadfastness and pain
The strongest one shall rise to reign
Fuelled by passion no one can quit
The true slayer is chosen in the pit
I scream aloud "here comes the king"
Before I take my final swing
I am the Pitslayer
Bow to the Pitslayer
Only one shall triumph, only one will prevail
Only one is worthy the insignia to hail
The vision is clear, the viper is sharp
The axe to slay the weaklings apart
The pit continues, bass is hitting low Few contestants remain, my axe is ready to plow
One by one they all surrender
My pitname is "The Bitchslap Vendor"
I am the Pitslayer
Bow to the Pitslayer
Challenge the Pitslayer
Succumb to the Pitslayer
Only one shall triumph, only one will prevail
Only one is worthy the insignia to hail
The vision is clear, the viper is sharp
The axe to slay the weaklings apart
SLAY!
Standing high on piles of bodies
The ground is soaked in sweat and beer
I sense them lurking, they wish to compete
But I shall remain without defeat
New challengers appear, still with fire in their hearts
I will extinguish it when the next pit starts