Stand up do war
With speed and battle cries
Eight fingers toward the sky
Rage my way into the next life
In Valhalla where
I’ll kiss the bat beneath the hood
Untethered by these bags of blood
What a lovely day to die
I live I die I live again
Speed reckless toward a bitter end
Gone mad with the sound of
axe and drum
Battle child of black tongue
I am the one who grabs the sun
In the land of gas and gun
On blood insane with teeth of chrome
I am the one who grabs the sun
Warrior’s rand is where I run
Sacrifice will set me free
Witness me
My world is fire, blood
Hope is a hero’s bane
Can’t fix what broke and you go insane
All doors are suicide style
Run from the living
The dead and the cursed
Retaliate first,
retaliate worst
I survive mile after mile
I fight I live emerge again
Breathe fire into vast engines
Supercharge my feral breath
Crazy from the engines’ hum
I am the one who grabs the sun
In the land of gas and gun
high octane blood
But my bullets are duds
I am the one who grabs the sun
Warrior’s road is where I run
There are no green places
Only bleached bone faces
I am queen of violence
Enslaved to a madman
I’ll be a pawn no longer
Escape to a fertile land
1, 1 2, 1, Red, Black, Go
Pick up what you an and run
Furious vexation
Pursued by a choir of death
Black tongues and flaming breath
From the maelstrom of man’s will
Skull and bones on every grill
Cannibals will count the cost
Wheels nitro and captive flesh lost
These people are not things
Are not tools for breeding
We strive out here at world’s end
Fight to revive begin again
Because of fools like these
The land is bleeding
Bring life not death to make amends
For deaths dealt all for evil men
Gas town boys and redheads
Diseased half living and half dead
One bullet for every man
A hard day ahead
Ride to a green place at last
To solve the future face the past
Embrace life not conquer
Be slaves no longer
We are the ones who grabs the sun