Outlaw Hour

Sun dies slow on a scorched-out ridge

Smoke curls up from the devils bridge

Bootprints burn where the dead men lay

Aint gone yet, but I wont stay

Ash in the sky, rot in the breeze

Drums hit hard like a cursed disease

This aint a prayer its a blood-sworn vow

Strike that flame its the outlaws hour

Its the outlaws hour no god, no grace

Just boots in dirt and a hollow face

We dont beg, we dont feel

We ride through fire, we never kneel

Outlaws hour ride or fall

Aint no mercy when the shadows call

Bones in the ditch and the vultures feed

I walk through hell on blistered speed

Born from smoke, forged by wheels

Fed on rust and sharpened steel

Smoke in my chest, grit in my veins

Time hits hard like an iron chain

Ritual drums, thunder and fire

Light it up its the outlaws hour

Its the outlaws hour no laws, no name

We torch whats left and ride the flame

We dont pray, we dont fade

We haunt the land that the good men paved

Outlaws hour come and see

What the dark makes outta men like me

Low thunder growls, the sky turns dead

The spirits howl and the earth runs red

Boots keep time on the haunted stomp

Call the damned and make em watch

Outlaws hour no grave, no chain

Just smoke and fire in a blood-red rain

I ride the dark, I kill the fear

No turning back it ends right here

Outlaws hour sound the bell

I bring the wrath straight outta hell