Stepping out from the gates of Hell.
Wood in my hand.
I mount my bike and drive into the dark of night.
Muffler shooting out fire.

Flames and flails.
Chaos reigns.
Gonna start the apocalypse,
morningstar in hand.

Hot moon rising above me.
Harley's engine purring under dark sky.
Hop off my girl and enter a bar.
Everyone stares, fear in their eyes.

Flames and flails.
Chaos reigns.
Gonna start the apocalypse,
morningstar in hand.

Tell the women to run,
as I begin my assault.
Men will run, but will they know
what they did wrong?

Hot moon anchored above me.
Blood spilled upon my leather jacket,
made of the skin of the man who did me wrong.
Now I wander the earth seeking vengeance.

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