Ironblood

They stand in line in the pouring rain.
Armed to the futuristic teeth.
Army navy none can save ye.
From the chaos they're about to unleash.
Pension protection love and affection.
Things that they don't need.
Leather helmets with laser eyes.
That's the kinda shit for me.
Evil genius.
Metal executioner mask
Leather gloved dictator - With a pencil 'tache.
His name is Ironblood.
Raise your fists up to the sky.
Ironblood.
Take the oath and swear to die.
Baron Ironblood.
There's a poison in your veins.
Cruel command with an iron hand.
Ironblood is his name.
We're dedicated to badness.
General villainy is our oath.
Obedient to his devious plans.
Repetitious cunning in a leather trench coat.
His plan is kinda no plan.
Except to have evil schemes.
The downfall of all governments.
Or things along that theme.
All who come to challenge me must face me eye-to-eye.
Any man who duels me, by my iron blade will surely die.
We want rustlers, hustlers, cutthroats and murderers.
Desperado double-dealing yellow-belly perjurers.
Bounty hunters, dimwits, anarchists and satanists.
Bushwhacking, robbing, fighting, screaming, stealing Methodists.
Mugs, pugs, thugs, vipers, snipers, con-men.
Pig-stickers, shit-kickers, cowboys and Indians.
Muggers, buggers, scummers, and bums from the slums.
Arm them with guns, now let's have some fun.