Pure aggression fills the air Even though it's cold your veins will burn Scream along the boards, hard and fast A goal in sight, you're almost there Standing in your way, a gang of foes
A crushing blow, Incur the wrath
You must satisfy their violent lust Throw down the gloves, look him in the eye Your fists are primed to hit their mark Swinging hard and fast, striking true
Hold nothing back, Leave it on the ice Honour satisfied, Leave it on the ice
When rivals clash the blood will flow No matter where you think it should go
Out of the cage to fight once more The score is settled here and now More from 3 Inches Of Blood