I'll be on my 'cycle, riding the burning roads. My guns on hand, my head a-blaze.
As the beasts come, left and right, I shoot all I can, and avoid with immense speed. A girl screams in terrors, as the devils come near, but soon they fall to my speeding metal, and the girls is safely clinging to my back, as we speed off into armageddon.

Or something like that. I do have a red scarf, so it makes sense.