Paroles originales

The moment has come, time to set things straight
Lately we’ve listened more and more to our song, Fusion, realised what
it meant by looking in a book
Chemistry to help us desecrate
Scientific words are our messiah, at the electric arc we look

When the molecules clash and create a substance
We want to rejoice
A new alloy is born, a little more advanced
When the particles join the nucleus of elements
We have found our voice
Weld it up together, let the metal dance

People think that iron has no soul
Did you really think a welder could bang zinc or copper or tin without feelings?
Everybody in life has a role
Ours is to bring the best of fusions, we call it Nichrome

Anecdotes

Nichrome est parfois sous-titré par « a tribute to Fusion« .