The Nameless Six - General Lee

This is an heretic war chant against the skies

Can you hear the ragious screams coming from our hearts?

Come back alive from the darkness

Surfacing with a vengeance

Dripping riddled men, hard step, no fate

Rage is a passion in those eyes fiery red

Don’t think you know who we are

No more — The small ones

No more — The weak ones, The frightened ones

I can’t believe what he did to you

Face down, dead on the ground

I can’t believe what he did to you

Face down, dead on the ground

Stripped, raped and strangled

Six-guns can’t fix what’s broken

It brings the worst out of us and it’s here to stay

You’ll run out of ways to run

You’ll run out of ways to run

You’ll run out of ways to run

Like a never ending rodeo

Taking shape at the sunset

Elected by the devil himself

We hunt as wolves who can’t be stopped

Your hands set to trembling as we thrive on your fear

as we crack your bones and feed on your meat

The nameless six

The nameless six

I can’t believe what he did to you

Face down, dead on the ground

I can’t believe what he did to you

Stripped, raped and strangled

Six-guns can’t fix what’s broken

It brings the worst out of us and it’s here to stay