The Warrior Song

I've got the reach and the teeth of a killin’ machine, with a need to bleed you when the light goes green, best believe, I’m in a zone to be,

from my Yin to my Yang to my Yang Tze. 
Put a grin on my chin, when you come to me,

‘cuz I’ll win, I’m one-of-a-kind, and I’ll bring death
to the place you’re about to be: 
another river of blood runnin’ under my feet. 
Forged in a fire lit long ago,

stand next to me, you’ll never stand alone. 
I’m last to leave, but the first to go, 
Lord, make me dead before you make me old. 
I feed on the fear of the devil inside

of the enemy faces in my sights: 
aim with a hand, shoot with my mind, 
kill with a heart like arctic ice
I am a Soldier, and I’m marching on,
I am a warrior, and this is my song

I bask in the glow of the rising war, 
lay waste to the ground of an enemy shore, 
wade through the blood spilled on the floor,

and if another one stands, I’ll kill some more. 
Bullet in the breech and a fire in me, 
like a cigarette thrown to gasoline,

if death don’t bring you fear I swear you'll

fear these marching feet. 

Come to the nightmare, come to me, 

deep down in the dark where the devil be, 
in the maw with the jaws and the razor teeth, 
where the brimstone burns and the angel weeps. 
Call to the gods if I cross your path

and my silhouette hangs like a body bag; 
hope is a moment now long past, 
the shadow of death is the one I cast.
I am a Soldier, and I’m marching on,
I am a warrior, and this is my song
my eyes are steel, and my gaze is long,
I am a warrior, and this is my song

"We're not just going to shoot the bastards,

we're going to cut out their living guts and

use them to grease the treads of our tanks.

We're going to murder those lousy bastards

by the bushel!" -- George Patton


Now I live lean, and I mean to inflict the grief, 

and the least of me's still out of your reach. 
The killing machine’s gonna do the deed until
the river runs dry, and my last breath leaves. 
Chin in the air with a head held high, 
I’ll stand in the path of the enemy line. 
Feel no fear, know my pride: 
for God and Country, I’ll end your life.
I am a Soldier, and I’m marching on,
I am a warrior and this is my song

my eyes are steel & my gaze is long

I am a warrior, and this is my song.

     In the year 1999, the Combat Vets Motorcycle Club was introduced to the internet. Up until the first part of 2001, many of us were led to believe it was a true and established motorcycle organization. Through many turns of events, it was found out that Combat veteran's Motorcycle Club (CVMC) was an internet scam to milk money from Combat Veterans. In the early months of 2001, many of the members found this scam out & alerted one another. Since we were all interested in the issues of Veterans, 45 members decided to form a Combat Veterans Association.  After this had been decided, the birth of CVMA appeared as a nonprofit Association on or about May 1st, 2001 & we now will be able to continue with our main objective which is helping Veterans. The 2 main things that brought us together was motorcycle riding & being Veterans from Combat zones or theaters. The original 45 members have adopted a patch to wear indicating that they are the original founding fathers of CVMA.

     In May of 2001, the CVMA adopted the CVMA/VFW patch. This was done with the VFW's ok as all CVMA members were or became VFW members and entitled to wear the VFW patch. Over the next year and a half, the CVMA was well accepted at Post and Division levels with the VFW. Many meetings, conversations, and letters over this period with the VFW National always sounded positive but with no results of developing a relationship.  In December 2002 the CVMA membership voted to move on towards the Association it wanted to be.  Along with this VFW membership was no longer required opening the CVMA up to all Combat Veterans who ride a motorcycle.

     On December 15, 2002, it was voted the CVMA would wear a combination of the CVMA background and the old skull logo as a one piece patch. Membership requirements being a new member had to be a Combat Veteran and ride a motorcycle as a hobby. This patch is worn by Full Combat Members only.


     Although Started in Missouri and is the birth place of the CVMA, Kentucky was the first to submit paperwork for charter thus denoted as number 1, then Massachusetts, Colorado & Missouri in that order. All four states had submitted by laws almost simultaneously.  Missouri members did not feel it important to be recognized as the original chapter, and therefore the #1 designation was given to Massachusetts. However, Missouri Chapter 4 (now 4-1) is the original charter. Now over 13+ years later, the Combat Veterans Motorcycle Association continues to grow as a proud organization with membership spanning across the nation in support of a common goal....