Stolen bread at the market
Murder desire in our heart
Riding on a horse of steel

It's dawn, blood we'll spill!

I see an old man on a bike...


DIE BY MY BAGUETTE!
DIE BY MY BAGUETTE!

DIE BY MY BAGUETTE!
DIE BY MY BAGUETTE!


DIE! OLD !#@(! DIE! OH!

Ridin' hard, steel and smoke

Road is a mass of danger
Why are you $#&@ing roaming?
Evil comes for you, old scum!


Let this oldster fall from his $#&@ing bike!


DIE BY MY BAGUETTE!
DIE BY MY BAGUETTE!
DIE BY MY BAGUETTE!

DIE BY MY BAGUETTE!

DIE! OLD !#@(! DIE! OLD !#@(!