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Wheels Ov Grim
02:22
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Through the fog I ride
Steel horse roaring
For the blood of the false
Tonight posers lives will end
Two wheels ov trve
Will squash the weak
Ten inch Spikes ov steel
Impale the false as I speed
Pull the throttle
My mighty horse roars
Redlining, all of it's might
Smashes clear through
A bus full of the weak
Still hungering for more
Breaks down church doors
Chokes the false with exhaust
Then lurches forward for gore
One more false victim
Of this vicious assault
Some poser Australian
Ten inch Spikes ov steel
Impale the false as I.....
Ten inch Spikes ov steel
Impale the false as I..... speed!
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Worship with our coven of bikes
Mechanical beings from the past
Set aflame their sigils in gasoline
So they may bless our engines
With the power of their marks
Rev em up till they're red hot
Block the moon with our exhuast
Ritual hidden in smoke
Practice the black motorarts
Invoke their black rites
Sacrifice worn spark plugs
So they may inject our fuel
With their mighty power
Supercharge our engines
Fill our tanks to the brim
With their black gasoline
Bring to life our bikes
With the powers of the dark
Let them possess,let them control
Our bikes and engines
So they hunger for false blood
When the smoke
Clears on our
Possessed machines
Brand the marks
Of our new lords
In our leather
End the spell, close the gates
The past lords are here to stay
In their name we'll cleanse the world
Of the false and the weak
We'll crush the wimps
Sacrifices to our lords
They'll bathe in their blood
Feast on their skin
For falses it's the end
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Riding Trve
01:22
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Riding the motorways
On my possessed machine
My steel dragon stacking
Velocity with air and gas
Blacks spells injecting fuel
Blood of falses lubricating
My cables and pins
Falses bones grinding in my chain
My intake's death tone
Makes the posers run
Crush them underneath
My wheels ov grim
Wind flowing through my hair
As their screams echo in my ears
Their lives taken by first gear
As they're trapped by my glare
Cruising the open road
I let the throttle go
Pushed by gods of speed
I reach a pace never before seen
Blazing a trail of blood
Marking what is now my turf
Soon to be all of Earth
And Into Glory I'll Ride
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4. |
Into Glory Ride
03:09
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Grease the chain
Top the tank
Sharpen our spikes
Prepared for battle
Now we're ready
Push the throttle
Into Glory Ride
Tires are spinning infernos
Breaking all limits of speed
Steel Dragons roaring for blood
No hesitation, give em all they need
The road is our battlefield
All motorist, our prey
Sacrifices to our steel steeds
We strike hard and fast
Rend steel and break glass
Rip their flesh
End their lives
False bones crushed under our bikes
Our gears grinding whats left of their lives
Later we'll break into their homes
Us metal warriors will crush their hopes
Falses entried into life
We'll make them leave
this grand hall called Earth
Our exhaust will burned and died
Our hatred of posers is absolute
No mercy for the wimps
They will suffer for their lack of metaall
Prepare again
Second assault is near
Time for the end
For more false lives
They'll feed our bikes
Riding the black winds
Gives speed to our fire and steel
Our lords still thirst
For speed, metal, and blood
Tear through the last of the prey
Falses stand no chance
They're crushed under our might
Crack their skulls with our fists
Black winds slices through their steel
Poser metal is not real
Trve metal will always win
They never learn yet repeat this sin
Their roofs buckle under our wheels
Spokes grind them to bits
Tires sand them faceless
Splattering blood feeds the lords
Survivors wills our broken
From seeing the carnage and gore
They slow down, wait their turns
To be burned and died
Posers will pose no more
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Through the fog I ride
Steel horse roaring
For the blood of the false
Tonight posers lives will end
Two wheels ov trve
Will squash the weak
Ten inch Spikes ov steel
Impale the false as I speed
Pull the throttle
My mighty horse roars
Redlining, all of it's might
Smashes clear through
A bus full of the weak
Still hungering for more
Breaks down church doors
Chokes the false with exhaust
Then lurches forward for gore
One more false victim
Of this vicious assault
Some poser Australian
Ten inch Spikes ov steel
Impale the false as I.....
Ten inch Spikes ov steel
Impale the false as I..... speed!
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