The Devil Rode West - West Coast AI (Dark Outlaw Country Metal)

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“The Devil Rode West” is a dark outlaw country metal tale about a mysterious rider—implied to be the Devil—who arrives in a corrupt western town to deliver his own brand of judgment. As fear spreads and resistance crumbles, the town is consumed by supernatural vengeance. Blending gritty storytelling with heavy guitars, haunting slide melodies, and apocalyptic imagery, the song explores themes of justice, retribution, and the absence of salvation.

Lyrics:

Verse:
The sun fell dead on Jericho Ridge
The sand turned black as the sky went red
A stranger came with a brimstone grin
And a name no tongue had ever said

He walked past corpses nailed to doors
Past preachers drunk on holy bile
He tipped his hat at the rusted cross
And whispered, “Been a while…”

Chorus:
When the Devil rode west, he wore no crown
Just a coat stitched from judgment and ashes brown
He don’t preach, he don’t rest, he just settles the score
And he don’t leave town ‘til there ain’t no more

Verse:
Sheriff Boone met him on Main
Gun in hand, but soul in chain
Said, “We don’t want your kind in here”
The Devil laughed, “Then disappear”

The saloon doors swung like a hanging rope
Cards froze mid-air, as if they’d choke
And the piano man played just one last chord
Before his fingers caught on fire and broke

Chorus:
When the Devil rode west, he wore no crown
Just a coat stitched from judgment and ashes brown
He don’t preach, he don’t rest, he just settles the score
And he don’t leave town ‘til there ain’t no more

Verse:
He walked to the church with boots of bone
The chapel groaned like it knew it’d burn
The priest held high a silver blade
But the cross itself began to turn

“You prayed for justice,” the Devil said
“Now choke on how it tastes”
He lit a match on the Book of Names
And smiled through the flames and waste

Chorus:
When the Devil rode west, he wore no crown
Just a coat stitched from judgment and ashes brown
He don’t preach, he don’t rest, he just settles the score
And he don’t leave town ‘til there ain’t no more

Verse:
Come morning light, no walls remained
Just dust and tracks and scorched terrain
A gambler wept at what he saw
The Devil gone, but he left the law

And etched in fire on the chapel stone
Eight words that chilled to marrow bone:
“If God won’t come, then I still will.”
And the town was quiet — deathly still

Final Chorus:
Now the Devil rides west with no one to crown
Just ghosts in the saddle and towns burned down
He don’t preach, he don’t rest, just evens the score
And he don’t stop riding — not ever no more

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