[Verse] In the heart of Belgium, where steel meets the soul A festival arises, in the town of Mol Goera Rock, the mecca for all who bang their heads Where metalheads unite, under a banner of sound [Chorus] Goera Rock, where metal lives and breathes Belgian steel, forging the beats In the land of the brave, with hearts of fire We raise our fists, to the Belgian metalheads' desire [Verse 2] The stage is set, the night is young The crowd is roaring, the guitars are strung With leather and denim, we stand as one In Goera Rock, the heavy metal has just begun [Chorus] Goera Rock, where legends are made Belgian steel, the sound that we crave The axes are swinging, the rhythm is wild For Belgian metalheads, this is our child [Outro] So raise your horns high, in the land of the bold Goera Rock forever, in our hearts untold [Ending] ( Instrumental solo )