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[Intro – spoken]
They say…
the Devil once ruled Hell.
Then Road-Dog came.
Then Slayed Wolf came.
Then that Redneck Girl showed up.
Now even Satan is running for his life.
[Verse 1]
Midnight hung lazy over the highway sign,
when the black Peterbilt appeared through smoke.
Road-Dog at the wheel with a burned-out face,
eyes black like mass graves of war.
Slayed Wolf sat beside him like Death itself,
coat soaked in blood and brass cartridges.
His breath smelled like gunpowder and dirt,
while the storm outside devoured the woods.
In the sleeper cabin the Redneck Girl laughed,
barefoot, half insane, whiskey in her hand.
She wore sin like others wear jewelry,
and her lips tasted like the end of everything.
[Chorus]
Spit out from Hell —
we hunt the Devil through the night.
Satan is kneeling in the dirt,
begging for mercy in a trembling voice.
But mercy is out of stock.
Long dead.
Road-Dog knows only fire.
Slayed Wolf knows only war.
And the Redneck Girl dances laughing through the apocalypse.
[Verse 2]
The CB radio screamed like dying cattle:
“Breaker Nine — they’re coming again!”
Gas stations locked. Churches full of fear.
But no lock can stop these bastards.
Road-Dog pushed the pedal to the floor,
engine oil spraying like black blood.
The highway shook under eight hundred horses,
like the end of the world on eighteen wheels.
Slayed Wolf silently reloaded his shotgun,
eyes cold as December soil.
And the Redneck Girl carved “NO MERCY”
into the seats with a Bowie knife.
[Bridge – spoken, dark]
They heard the Devil howling…
like a beaten dog in a roadside ditch.
“Please… not again…”
Road-Dog just grinned.
Slayed Wolf clicked the shotgun.
And the Redneck Girl said:
“Baby… there is no mercy out here.”
[Verse 3]
They chased Satan through burning southern towns,
through trailer parks and abandoned motels.
Only smoke, sirens, and screams everywhere,
as the sky looked like burned skin.
The Devil crawled through the rain, bleeding,
horns shattered, dirt in his face.
He begged for salvation like a dying sinner,
but no one was listening anymore.
Road-Dog kicked his teeth into the dirt.
Slayed Wolf spat on his bone-cross.
And the Redneck Girl took a deep whiskey drink
and laughed at the end of the world.
[Final Chorus]
Spit out from Hell —
darker than every damn sin.
Road-Dog drives faster than Death itself,
Slayed Wolf digs graves while passing through.
The Redneck Girl kisses the apocalypse,
as churches collapse in flames.
And the Devil still begs for mercy…
…but mercy is out of stock.
[Outro – spoken slowly]
CB radio crackles…
“Breaker Nine…”
“If you see the black truck…”
“Run.”
“Because even the Devil is afraid of them.”
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