Oh, why is he free
After killing innocents
They all agree
He needs another chance
Why is there a victim
Forgotten in the haze?
We put out the blaze!
We are seven - We are the glorious ones
We are the rebels - With fire and loaded guns
We are seven - justice for all
The law of the life
Is not a holy book
A way to survive
To get them on the hook
A life on our bikes
Howling at the Moon
Brothers in blood
All singing the same tune
We are seven - We are the glorious ones
We are the rebels - with fire and loaded guns
We are seven - justice for all
With our own brand of law
Unlike those - do-gooders - who know it all - 'til they fall
Oh, some call us fear
Some call us fright
But we're your guardian angels in the night
We are seven - We are the glorious ones
We are the rebels - with fire and loaded guns
We are seven and justice for all
With our own brand of law
Fighting In the night in the night
Fighting, fighting, fighting In the night
Fighting, fighting, fighting In the night
