A road of thunder, a cloud of dust and smoke Tattooed avenger, a boot across the throat You'll feel my fuckin' fists, if the pigs find out my name You've made my fuckin' list...
The flash of cold black steel, aimed at your face Spit venom plea for mercy, (at) Valhalla's gates A retribution for all the unsaid crimes Lucifer rising, a cross between the eyes Psychotic bastard rolling through every town Summoned from Hades, the outlaw wears the crown You'll feel my fuckin' fists, if the pigs find out my name You've made my fuckin' list...