Reign Of The Tyrants Lyrics - Jag Panzer

[lyrics by Harry Conklin] 

Neon lights are flashing as the tyrants raise their swords 

Sounds of metal crashing the avenue overlords 

Kings of black leather with words made of steel 

Lock all your doors very soon you will feel 

Under the knife. Feel the revenge. 

Under the knife. You'll get it in the end. 

Under the knife. You'd better run for your life. 

'Cause you're under the knife! 

Bishops of the street, authors of corruption, leaders 

in the night just waiting for an eruption. 

A rider dressed in black screams out 

"You fuckin' clowns! Bring your best you fools and I will tear him to the ground!"