The Sign
The devil’s music Sending shivers down your spine Feel the magic And play it all the time Dressed in denim and ready to attack No one can stop us No one can stop the storm Storm fire thunder We are the sign of the time We are the sign The leaders of the pack Keeping the faith alive We're going to hell and back Heavy metal Flowing through our veins Were fucking rooted And not bonded in chains Holding the Torch Up in the Sky Let the Fire burn From a distant time Dressed in Denim Ready to crush your Bones No one can stop us No one can stop the Storm fire thunder We are the sign of the time Living! on the Wildside Never! in despair Thunder! striking on you You better get prepared! Fire! of the Altar Burning! for the past Forge! the iron spirit Forever we will last!
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jul 21, 2026
Ride my bike on the motorway Cause I never want to stay With my back on the wall and my hands in chains Running free on the road to hell There’s no other place where I can dwell Never stop, take it to the top First rule Don’t touch my bike Next rule My jeans can’t be too tight And the third and last rule Don’t cross my way With the pact of satan Riding on the highway Riding down the road The Devil’s race I lost my soul And if the roads are way to tough I don’t get scared, I don’t need luck Let the engines run, I don’t give a fuck Crossing all borders without control I’m too fast for the highway patrol Never stop, take it over the top
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jul 21, 2026
All bad guys gathering In this town full of sin The king of crime’s the duke On the isle of prisoners No one’s invisible But Plissken will get through The trouble never ends He comes for the president To get him out alive With a heart full of hate And ruled by heavy pain He's ready for some crime He will get you Get you for a Nightcrime - You’re the first in line Nightcrime - It’s killing time Nightcrime - Now kiss my knife Nightcrime - There’s no end in sight Trapped in Manhattan There’s no escape Here comes your nightmare Here comes the snake Known as the rattlesnake And the master of the blade He’s in the shape of his life Now take your last breath And hope for a rapid death Before you look in Plisskens eyes
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jul 21, 2026
Cold Night, City Heat Shadows hiding in the streets Dark Walls, Red Light Rock sinners attracted by the night This city Break the chains from my heart This city More than a feeling Rock City You can believe in Rock City Even if the sky is cracking And thunder strikes from the clouds We gonna raise some hell To which we bound Don’t stop till the morning light Sinners of Rock attracted by the night We’re running wild Through the alleys of this town Later than midnight We’ll be around
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jul 21, 2026
Running through the streets I’m the judge on my way Don’t provoke me, that'd be the last thing that you'd say The gouvernement is what I represent And don’t forget this, never touch my back Savage is my name I am the law My bullets don’t come late Street Law Justice in my head, a shotgun in my hand If you break the law be ready for your grave Better watch out, the street’s my hunting ground Taking no prisoners, I don’t fuck around Open your big mouth and eat this fucking gun Caliber 45, you better start to run When I finished you, you little piece of shit Then you’ll understand, the law you will commit
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jul 21, 2026
Crawling through the darkness Shadows dancing on the wall Your spirit cries for freedom Follow the call of Rock'n'Roll Burning up, burning up the night Can you feel the flame inside Chase the fire through the sky Burning up the night Sometimes you must fight the hard fight To make it through another day But remember for what you sold your soul For the might of Rock'n'Roll
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jul 21, 2026