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They were born to loose.

A dirty bunch on wheels.

They go back to the front.

Army handed them guns.

And a license to kill.

Of the morbid gaols where they rot.

You have to get them out.

A pariah for your country.

You're perfect for the job.

At full speed I ride and to no one I kneel.

Living for metal, that's all I need !

Ride with the devil's machines, you're screaming !

For your vengeance, you can't stop the killing !

Run with the iron rebel. You're dying.

Fight for your life or ride till you fall.

Now the time has come,

iron motorcycles,

are armed and prepared.

The devil's armored steel,

forged in hellish fire.

To suicidal mission you’ve been sent.

They control your fate.

The masters of puppets pull their strings.

You’re unwanted hero.

At full speed I ride and to no one I kneel.

Living for metal, that's all I need !

Ride with the devil's machines, you're screaming !

For your vengeance, you can't stop the killing !

Run with the iron rebel. You're dying.

Fight for your life or ride till you fall.