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lyrics
A half dozen riders
No gods, no masters
Their two wheeled wives all riding in group
Called dregs, bums, losers, boozers
Together no bastards could stomp out these brutes
Not slaves, or Mongols
Nor fallen Angels
Six riders in black
Drifting through shit-hole town to town
Finding respite in fields to broken down shacks
To live, to ride, to fight day by day
These brothers knew no other way
Not one day of peace when seen derelict
Fists and chains to the jaw they’d respect
Knifed with bottles, shattered bones, tokens of extreme
Tearing down the joint with their bikes beam by beam
They searched for a killer through desert plains, mountain pass
Knowing their fate lie in pools of blood and gas
Thor and his so called master race
Their brother's killers were now giving chase
Howling like beasts from two miles back
Outnumbered they stop for the final attack
Forming a phalanx of overturned bikes
An engulfing circle of flares, flames lights
The six black riders, all for one, one for all
If this day be their last then together they'd fall
Stabbing and slashing, knives, chains and bats,
Pistol whipped in the face
A blood oozing gash
Knocked from the saddle with a rock to the skull
Scalped with a switch, tearing it whole
A blade through the jaw
Bullet riddled leather
A growing field of dead
Bodies mangled
Hacked in two
A fat tire peels out on a head
Biting and clawing
Gouging out eyes
The Vargrs and the six would meet their demise
Down the hill roared Thor with a lit stick in fist
Jumping over their bikes to explode in their midst
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IMHO, one of those albums that catches your attention immediately, but needs a few listens to really appreciate how great it is. Getting addicted guys, really! sachavonkarl74
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