Motorcoven Lyrics


Slaves to the wheel- death cult berserks

Warriors of satan’s army- chopper maniacs

Legions of dead riders,

beneath the broken cross

Motorcoven

Fire and blood whiskey and smoke

Intoxicated hell-bound outlaws

to the death’s head true

In leather and black denim

with the world under our boots

Motorcoven

Put to the steel- cunts and snakes

Glorious highway formation down route 666

Crazed with white line fever

And ready for the grave

Motorcoven

Few righteous scum are honored to die

Emblazoned with the Less than Zero

Motorcoven pact

Furious we ride forever

Towards the blazing sun

Motorcoven