Slaves to the wheel- death cult berserks
Warriors of satan’s army- chopper maniacs
Legions of dead riders,
beneath the broken cross
Motorcoven SS
Fire and blood whiskey and smoke
Intoxicated hell-bound soldiers
to the death’s head true
In leather and black denim
with the world under our boots
Motorcoven SS
Put to the steel- cunts, rats and snakes
Glorious highway formation down route 666
Crazed with white line fever
And ready for the grave
Motorcoven SS
Few righteous scum are honored to die
Emblazoned with the Less than Zero
Motorcoven pact
Furious we ride forever
Towards the blackened sun
Motorcoven SS!
This is somewhere between a kind of Kerouacian rockabilly folk and blackened kult country. Makes me feel at ease with dying it's that fucking good. Twistoculus
Forgotten Wilderness overruns the spires of progress and modernity. Raw black metal interspersed with almost ritual-like elements is the perfect soundtrack for training in the temples of iron or under gray-streaked skies.
XCII sarreth