Days of smoke and nights of war
Cunts are ruined and blood is spilled
Endless miles in the desert sun
V twin vengeance our hour is come
Splitting the world on black motorcycles
Riding for rape and for murder and spoil
One takes the women another the scalps
Savage tormentors in leather and chains
Animals covered in chainmail and gore
Your children will scream your wives will be fucked
Outlaws beneath the tattered black sun
When the men are all shattered the widows can suck
Fucking the world on black motorcycles
Riding for ruin and plunder and oil
What makes the grass grow? Only your blood!
We’re judge and we’re jury and you’re sentenced to rot
Cannibal hunger for tender young meat
Your children will cook on our fires tonight
Out in this wasteland where strength is the law
Its man against man against man against all
Somewhere out here in the burning sands
In the shattered waste of a broken land
We ride with the devil for Sodom and Zamora
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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
supported by 12 fans who also own “Sodom and Zamora”
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.
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