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MotorKvlt
03:16
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In the dark
We wait
In hiding
We plot
To bring
The end
Drawing sigils
Under the cover
Of the Night
Practicing Rites
Of the Forgotten
Black Arts fortified
By fumes of fuel
Blending Magik
And Motors
In the dark
We Wait
In Silence
Gathering
Casting
Conjuring
The end
Of the false
Brewing Spells
By the light
Of the Moon
Fueled by Hate
Of the False
Summoning
creatures
From the aether
In the dark
We wait
In Isolation
We Chant
Incantations
Rituals
In preparation
For the rise
The Return of
The Motor Lords
And the Final Storm
The Storm of Annihilation
Black Clouds of Eskaton
That will bring the end
And Wipe out all False
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2. |
Gazeline Moonrise
03:42
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Motor wizards gather
For this ritual
Supreme Motor Spell
To end them all
Drown the moon
In gasoline
Soak it's light
With Toxic darkness
The moon will radiate
Light stained
By Black Gasoline
Spreading our Venom
Across the world
Penetrating the earth
Poisoning the weak
And burning the false
Soak the thirsty moon
To give the earth food
Kill The False
The earth hungers
Poser Holocaust
The death of the fake
So we May Rise
And take the throne
The moon will radiate
Light stained
By Black Gasoline
Spreading our Venom
Across the world
Penetrating the earth
Poisoning the weak
And burning the false
The Moon is rising
For the final time
Final Death Image
Burned in their eyes
Toxic Black Petrol
Riding the Moonbeams
Poisoned falses
Meet their overdue end
By the light
of the Gazeline Moonrise
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3. |
Motor Wanderer
04:53
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Tank is parched
Through the waste I march
My lord at my side
Too thirsty to ride
Treading through hellish heat
Seeking a false cut of meat
I'll eat their flesh
Blood, my lord's refresh
Wandering the Wastes
Past the falses I erased
Treading the path I carved
Through the ruins I charred
Nostalgic of the carnage
Now forced to forage
For the blood I spilled
So my tank is refilled
Dry Dusty Ruins
Devoid of Fuel
Once overfilled with lives
I burned all that thrives
All turned to ash
All the false trash
Scorched the land
Now glass n sand
Wandering the Wastes
Past the falses I erased
Treading the path I carved
Through the ruins I charred
Nostalgic of the carnage
Now forced to forage
For the blood I spilled
So my tank is refilled
The fires still burning
It keeps returning
Dies lifes beginnings
Eskaton neverending
Fires chars the charred
Perfect false guard
Cleansing in each cycle
Returning all to primal
Wandering the Wastes
Past the falses I erased
Treading the path I carved
Through the ruins I charred
Nostalgic of the carnage
Now forced to forage
For the blood I spilled
So my tank is refilled
I wander on
Where all lifes gone
Through blazing sand
In this desert land
Looking for a petrol
To fuel my metal
Searching for a carcass
To feed on the departed
I'll keep wandering
the wastes until a false is found
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4. |
Lightning and Steel
03:08
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Mighty desert winds
Spiral in a whirlwind
Dry lightning fires down
Massive metal meltdown
Strikes my Motor Lord
Charged with a massive roar
Lighting charged motor
To grind all things poser
Lightning and Steel
Massive power
Lighting and Steel
frying false
Lighting and Steel
Carving up posers
Lightning and Steel
Ending fakes
Colossal Bolts Strike as I rev my bike
All posers fall as I haul
Shocking falses to death, exhaust their last breath
Charred bodies lay of my prey
Lightning and Steel
Massive power
Lighting and Steel
frying false
Lighting and Steel
Carving up posers
Lightning and Steel
Ending fakes
Leaving a black wake
Of Charred Fakes
Metal was their end
Their tastes offend
Left for the desert
To sand convert
Blackened sand
Marks their grave land
Trve Motor Wave makes false mass graves
Energy spills from my speaker grill
Blasting Lighting, Steel, metal that's real
All falses in my path will die on this warpath
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5. |
Gazeline Storm
04:12
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The gazeline moon rises
Soaking the sand
Stained by the fuel
Marked by our lords
Falses death screams
Pierce the desert air
The signal to ride
Tear through the sand
Motor Magik driven motors
Redline to their limits
Black winds in their wake
Kicking up a sandstorm
Gazeline Storm
Summoned by our rage
Gazeline Storm
Tempest of Magik
Combustion engines
Exploding with our
lords might, setting
The gazeline sand ablaze
In a burning sandstorm rage
Motorcycle driven storm
Raging through the desert
A force of nature
Under our command
Eroding the charred ruins
Erasing the desert of false hands
Eradicating their existence
Eliminating their deeds
Gazeline Storm
Summoned by our rage
Gazeline Storm
Tempest of Magik
Storm of sand and noise
Awakens the deities
Worshipped by the false
Down from their perch
Burned and torn apart
In this storm
Fueled by the heathen power
Of the Motor Lords
A fatal strike in the
hearts of the false
All hope is gone
Their gods are dust
Their world is turning dark
As our storm nears
The Gazeline Sandstorm
Blotting out the sky
Gazeline Storm
Summoned by our rage
Gazeline Storm
Tempest of Magik
Gazeline Storm
Fire, blood, and sand
Gazeline Storm
Burning the false
Gazeline Storm
Eroding all to dust
Gazeline Storm
Eroding all to dust
Closer and closer
The storm nears
False fear peaks as the
Sand Maelstrom strikes
Burning all to ash
Eroding what's left to dust
Assimilated into the storm
As false eroding sand
Black all consuming storm
Of Gazeline soaked sand
The beginning of the
final false killing storm
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6. |
ProtoMass
04:39
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We'll ride through this world
And terrorize the false
ThosE of us that die
will terrorize the false
in death
We'll see the end to the falses
We're one trve collective
One trve whole
We gave up our ego, name, and soul
To reach the end and archive our goal
Our hatred of falses is pure
It drives us forward
Powers us through life and death
Through the end and beyond
Eternity is open to us
Support for our goals
For the total and
complete eradication
Of the false
Eradicate the false
Our only thought
Eradicate the false
Our Shared desire
Eradicate the false
Our historic goal
Eradicate the false
The end for falsekind
No hesitation
We sacrifice ourselves
In black ancient spells
Spill our blood upon primordial sigils
To the Motor Lords
Rulers of our hearts and souls
Lifebringers of our bikes
Their return is the mark
Of the end of the falses
And our final mark upon this world
Our blood and innards arranged
Upon the sigil of our lords
Our bikes pumping out fire and exhaust
The essentials of this black rite
Gasoline fumes fill the air
Mixing with our final breaths
In the incantation of rebirth
GE-IAD OD ESIASCH OL MALPIRG
MONONS NANAEEL VMD
IOLCI NANAEEL MALPIRG
FIFALZ LIT OIAD GROSB:
Eradicate the false
Our only thought
Eradicate the false
Our Shared desire
Eradicate the false
Our historic goal
Eradicate the false
The end for falsekind
It's the return
Of the Motor Lords
Flames trails and engulf
Their power overwhelms us
We're burned and destroyed
By the light of the Gasoline Flames
All that we are is erased
We scream our final deathcry
By the power of the Motor Lords
We are reborn into one
Our hearts and minds
Souls of our fallen and living
Fused into one
Our bodies combined in a mass
Of Motors, flesh, and steel
We are the newborn Motor Lords
Fused in a swarm
The ultimate false killing form
Casting forgotten ancient spells
From our newfound knowledge
We'll wipe out all that is false
Merciless and swift
We're one trve collective
One trve whole
We gave up our egos, names, and souls
To reach the end and archive our goal
Now with this power we'll bring the end
Under the epitaph of the Motor Mass
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7. |
Motor Mass
02:21
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A trve creature is awoken
Casting spells centuries unspoken
Purest power of the Motor Lords
Coming from the Fjords
Motor Lords fused in a swarm
Ultimate false killing form
Blackspells spill all their blood
Needs to feed on this flood
The motor mass is growing
Feeding on all posing
The motor mass is Crushing
Fueled by the blood gushing
Annihilation, straight from the past
Purpose of the Motor Mass
The trve False killing storm
Casts spells of firestorm
Burned and died them all
Blessed by the Lords of the hall
Laughing as they run
Charred by spells of the sun
The motor mass is growing
Feeding on all posing
The motor mass is Crushing
Fueled by the blood gushing
All engines
redline
As the
pace of
Destruction
Surges
The era of false at an end
Watch as the Motor Mass rends
Crushes the falses bones
They fear it's death tone
Motor spells end the falses left
Spells burn all the false pests
Motor Lords now all are one
The Motor Era, now has begun
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8. |
The Motor Era
03:48
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The motor era has arrived
Now Bikes and spells reign
All traces of false burned
The memory of them has gone away
The trve have taken their place
With empires of steel not clay
It's a metal golden age
Progress has been achieved
The motor era is here (is here)
Archaic chants echo in the night( in the night)
Mixed with revving motors (revving motors)
The old sounds return is here ( return is here)
Everything over the top
The riffs are trve and pure
The halls are clear of false
Entry can go unchecked
Our Motor Lords now reign
Our beloved trve overlords
Our motorcycles born from them
Our Power gained from them
The motor era is here (is here)
Archaic chants echo in the night( in the night)
Mixed with revving motors (revving motors)
The old sounds return is here ( return is here)
We are free of the
Falses, scum of the world
No more fighting the world
Cruising the open roads free
Unopposed by lesser breeds
Chant our spells against no enemies
Now our metal will reign supreme
Wheels of fire blaze the world
Our mark on the worlds history
Overwriting the past of false
Into glory we rode
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9. |
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A trve creature is awoken
Casting spells centuries unspoken
Purest power of the Motor Lords
Coming from the Fjords
Motor Lords fused in a swarm
Ultimate false killing form
Blackspells spill all their blood
Needs to feed on this flood
The motor mass is growing
Feeding on all posing
The motor mass is Crushing
Fueled by the blood gushing
Annihilation, straight from the past
Purpose of the Motor Mass
The trve False killing storm
Casts spells of firestorm
Burned and died them all
Blessed by the Lords of the hall
Laughing as they run
Charred by spells of the sun
The motor mass is growing
Feeding on all posing
The motor mass is Crushing
Fueled by the blood gushing
All engines
redline
As the
pace of
Destruction
Surges
The era of false at an end
Watch as the Motor Mass rends
Crushes the falses bones
They fear it's death tone
Motor spells end the falses left
Spells burn all the false pests
Motor Lords now all are one
The Motor Era, now has begun
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