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From the recording Riders of the Black Wind

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Lyrics

Wind city metal, its our way of life
Slammin' down some Tyskie and we'll hunt you in the night
Shaggy bearded hipster, pretentious vegan prick
You pollute our beautiful city with your leftist politics
Your urban philosophy is based on PBR and lies
Take a step outside the bar and prepare for your demise
Keeping metal true its no long shot in the dark
So take your girly jeans and go back to wicker park

Spreading a doctrine of hatred and crime
Aim for oppression and first world demise
Thoughtless and primal is your train of thought
Kill on command its what we've been tought
Cut off the head of the infadel
Their fickle agenda, no reason to tell
Deaths all we want and we'll kill all we can
We'll fight to the end
Now it is time to unleash the legions for war

Chicago northside metal, thats the way we live
We'll show no fucking mercy, pain is all we give
You four-eyed yuppie scenester, you skinny fucking bitch
You fund trendy indie bands like skell* fuckin' witch
Hey, we don't give a flying fuck about the rockstar shit
This is fucking metal so we'll see you in the pit
The hammer of the underground, the strength of our will
The banner of fucking metal gives us the pleasure to kill

Spreading a doctrine of hatred and crime
Aim for oppression and first world demise
Thoughtless and primal is your train of thought
Kill on command its what we've been tought
Cut off the head of the infadel
Their fickle agenda, no reason to tell
Death is all we want and we'll kill all we can
We'll fight to the end
Now it is time to unleash the legions for war