Leader of the Pack

Midnight sweats beneath the bridge tonight

Cold chrome beasts lined side by side

Street lamps shake when pistons wake

Every oath we carved still bites

No crowns here, no silk parade

Only marks that never fade

Maps are useless in our hands

We own the miles, we brand the land

I was raised where sirens drown

Where truth gets buried under town

Hands of stone, eyes of fire

Built from wreckage, smoke and wire

Brothers scattered coast to coast

Every border knows our ghosts

Any doorway, any bar

There’s a mark that says who we are

We are calm until provoked

We speak little, settle most

Heads turn slow when we arrive

You can feel the air divide

No retreat inside these veins

Leader of the Pack — thunder in my chest

Ghost Hunters ride hard, never second best

Wheel to wheel like wolves released

If the road wants blood, it feasts

Leader of the Pack — banners made of steel

Ghost Hunters blaze with savage zeal

Born to lead, no turning back

Leader of the Pack

Blue lights bloom in mirrors wide

Bad luck always loves the ride

Some got cages, some got graves

Some just vanished into haze

Every mile can hide a snake

One wrong whisper, all can break

Still we rolled through winter rain

Calling chaos by first name

Hear the chains inside your heart

Hear them begging to come apart

Some are born to strike the gas

Leader of the Pack — thunder in my chest

Ghost Hunters ride hard, never second best

Wheel to wheel like wolves released

If the road wants blood, it feasts

Leader of the Pack — banners made of steel

Ghost Hunters blaze with savage zeal

Born to lead, no turning back

Leader of the Pack

Lead guitar answers rhythm flame

Two wild storms with one last aim

Strings scream high, the crowd ignites

Chrome and fury in the night

Then came smoke and shattered glass

Someone sold our shadows fast

Doors flew wide, the hounds poured in

Cheap betrayal dressed as grin

I stood still among the blaze

Watched years collapse in seconds’ gaze

Enemies don’t break a pack

Traitors do.

Leader of the Pack — thunder in my chest

Ghost Hunters rise up from the rest

Wheel to wheel, we take it back

You still hear the attack

Leader of the Pack — steel beneath the stars

Ghost Hunters shine through broken bars

Till the final engine cracks

Leader of the Pack

Twin guitars climb through the sky

One screams vengeance, one goodbye

Far away the motors fade

But legends never leave the grade.