| The bands on the Run, riding four horses towards the sun. Pistols at our sides.. They call me. Super Obscenity number one, and I won't deny with my Gun, I'm pure Insanity. Riding away from the past, a war we just left. Outlaws we are dubbed, crusaders for the Sword on my Back. Destiny of ours. Pure and Straight out, ready to deal a Blow, to the Ghost who can't get us out of the way. We all hear them say. Supreme rebels, of the Insane, Obscene life style, they know.. We all use to get high. A few still do, but not me, I need my head clear to shoot straight, its time that it takes. We're on our way to the Next city, ready to wage a War against the Infecious Demons and Liars, the Priest who deceive the Souls of the Children, the last hope. A gang of Freaks and Misfits. On our way, claiming no Fame, just upholding our names with Pride and a Paitent Ride. We'll go in, guns blazing, sword Slaying, we're the new Chaos, to Rid us of the Oddity of the Order, the Order of Supression and Mutilation of Women and Children.. Rebel Hero's, dubbed the Zero's modern Outlaws, in a Land filled with Vile Fucks, and Wasted Lives. We'll show what it takes to wash away the Evil, bullets in their Devils.. Leaders of Corperations producing Demons of Filth, and Monsters of Lies. We'll cut down the Zombie drones they Eject from their Stronghold, and Shoot our way inside their Chambers, killing them all.. Leaving everyone, hopeful and Free. This is my Band and Me. Riding in. On Four Horses. Cocked and Loaded, ready to get down and Dirty, about to be covered in Blood, we'll be bloody. |
