You think thrash is dead?
Making Djent instead
Well we got news for you: you suck!

We’re just a band
Taking matters in their hand
And we really do not give a fuck

The technique may bad
But our riffing is rad
Our songs get in your head stuck

This pit deserves cremation
We’re here for celebration
You’ll know a lightning when you get struck


There's no denying
can't call this tune art
but don't forget:
This is Mutard!

We're not trying
To be too smart
Fuck etiquette
This is Mutard!


Mutard is here
With pizza and beer
Ladies say „no!“ but fellas turn queer

You better mosh
Start a pit at all cost
Do as we say or your balls will get squashed

Beer Bong with Bernd
Is what you have earned
We never clean him is what you will learn

Tonight we destroy
It fills us with joy
Crank up the amps, leave neighbourhoods annoyed



She's lifting her skirt
Cause you‘re wearing our shirt
Remember: Fist is not just a noun

You can’t get over
The fact we’re never sober
Beeriest band in town

Our minds are deranged
So our lyrics get strange
You teabagging cockgobbling clown

Here’s an advice:
You always meet twice
From high horse there’s a long drop down

There's no denying
can't call this tune art
but don't forget:
This is Mutard!

We're not trying
To be too smart
Fuck etiquette
This is Mutard!


„Mutard ain’t good so Mutard won’t last“
Maybe you’re right but guess what:
We’re loving this shit and we’re havin‘ a blast
So fuck you, you ballsucking twat

Keep buying your likes and scoring all shows
We show you how thrash should be done
It’s not about the money and the dicks that you blow
Just bang your head and have fun


There's no denying
can't call this tune art
but don't forget:
This is Mutard!

We're not trying
To be too smart
Fuck etiquette
This is Mutard!