Spikers - Anarchy Road

Hungry for blood, stuck with semen and mud, chasing victims with purpose of pleasure Leather and spikes, rusty gleamed motorbikes riding fast bringing nearer the danger And when they catch you they’ll use and abuse you and dag Don’t try to run cause you will cannot hide on the Anarchy Road is the way to be strong to survive in the upcoming Wasteland Ravaging hate leads to murder of faith and the rising of new generation of the Damned Vermin on wheels need to refuel their keels to continue the journey of violence Gasoline smell turns them on like an ell so they’re ready to roar out the silence Gallons and gallons of fuel pumped from split vehicles’ tanks Mile after mile devastation will cover the land Faster we ride, no chance to hide, we will take all, (it’s) road Rock’n’Roll Gasoline’s ours, the future is ours, highways of doom our glory will zoom Anarchy Road was the way to be strong to survive in the newly come Wasteland Ravaging hate led to murder of faith and the rising of new generation Road, Anarchy Road – your fate has been crashed Road, Anarchy Road – you all are dead and Damned Anarchy Road