In the mosh pit
They thrust and drive
Pound and tumble
Fall and die
Suffer pain
To feel the life
That flows and ebbs
Within the strife
In the mosh pit
They find the reason
They live to die
They love to die
To live
In the mosh pit
In the mosh pit
They feel the blood
Flow through their veins
They feel alive
In death's refrain
In the mosh pit
They pray
God
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
long live the pit. has this dude ever actually moshed though?