| No remorse or repent
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| We’re the bastards, forever Hellbent
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| From the streets and the dust
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| To the roads, into freedom and lust
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| No time for mercy, no time to cry
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| In cold wind and weather it’s do or die
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| Others can say that we fell astray
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| We’ll never listen to what they say
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| NO FUCKING WAY!
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| Say I’m sick to the bone
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| I serve no one, a king of my own
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| Breaking the rules, making my own
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| Say what I feel, to no man I knell
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| No God can save me
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| Hellbent, Hellbent — For cold steel and leather
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| Hellbent, Hellbent — Feeding the fire
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| Hellbent, Hellbent — We show no remorse
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| Here we come
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| Burning idols to dust
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| We’re the wretched, in no God we trust
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| No remorse or repent
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| We’re the bastards, forever Hellbent
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| No time for mercy, no time to cry
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| In cold wind and weather it’s do or die
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| We’re on a mission, our own crusade
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| Join us or fuck off, out of our way
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| COMING TO GET YOU!
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| Hellbent, Hellbent — For cold steel and leather
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| Hellbent, Hellbent — Feeding the fire
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| Hellbent, Hellbent — We show no remorse
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| In your face
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| Here we come
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| Fuck off and die |