with this spell I take thy ride
and unleash the demonfire inside
a living beast of leathered hide
the gas-guzzling mount of deicide
tell all MCs that they are fried
for the demon hog is your new bride
BURN EM UP
the demon hog is dreaming
of highway genocide
a burning tool of molten blood
the murderer of pride
one grim rider summoned it
a fiery way to die
she takes the chance, does the dance
and grins for her last ride
can she tame the living steel
of sorcerer's creation
or is she doomed, set for the tomb,
a high-speed full cremation
she rolls the dice, pays the price
and leaves the wizard's gas station
did she live or did she die
I'm sure you'd like to know
let's just say there's hell to pay
and the clubs are sick with woe
her ghostly wail and red-hot tail
haunt the highways freely
and any rider set beside her
is turned to dust quite neatly
stay away from biker clubs
she rips the competition
and if you must, keep in trust
you'll fail in your mission
she roams eternal roads infernal
seeking her last vengeance
stuck atop, just can't stop
that hell hog made of engine
Texas band draft an all-killer, no-filler love letter to ’70s hard rock and metal, with surging vocals and riffs that command respect. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 4, 2024