Metal Army March
Witchtrap
The Anthem of Rebellion: Witchtrap's 'Metal Army March'
Witchtrap's 'Metal Army March' is a powerful anthem that encapsulates the raw energy and rebellious spirit of the heavy metal community. The song opens with vivid imagery of 'metal troops' emerging from an 'evil lair,' setting the stage for a high-octane performance. This metaphorical army represents the band and their fans, united in their love for metal music. The lyrics convey a sense of camaraderie and defiance, as the crowd's roar and the band's fierce performance create an almost ritualistic atmosphere. The mention of 'Satan answering with his venomous breath' adds a dark, mythical layer to the narrative, emphasizing the genre's often controversial and provocative themes.
The chorus, 'We rush to you with strings and drums / Your fists in the air and your heads banging the stage,' captures the essence of a live metal concert. It's a call to arms for fans to lose themselves in the music, to abandon societal norms and embrace the chaos. The line 'We have no manners, we're mad and fierce' further underscores this rejection of conventional behavior, celebrating the wild, untamed nature of the metal community. The repeated phrase 'United we stand in the metal army march' serves as a rallying cry, reinforcing the unity and strength found within this subculture.
The song also touches on themes of rebellion and nonconformity. Lines like 'The're drunk, filthy and mean. They break the laws / The've got no prejudice because their command / Is living fast and dying young' highlight the hedonistic and anarchic lifestyle often associated with metal fans. The imagery of 'metal watts explode like TNT' and 'speakers blow their ears' conveys the sheer intensity and power of the music, which serves as both a form of escapism and a means of empowerment. The closing lines, 'If for metal we died for metal we would be reborn / We expect the metal gods to start the metal war,' suggest a cyclical, almost spiritual devotion to the genre, where the music itself becomes a form of resurrection and eternal rebellion.