Out in the streets somebody’s crying Out in the night where the fires burn Maybe tonight somebody’s flying Reached the point of never return
Oh it’s a mystery Oh it’s a mystery
Somewhere I’ve heard a voice that’s calling Out in the dark, there’s a burning dream You’ve got to hope, when you are falling To find the world, what you never have seen
Oh it’s a mystery Oh it’s a mystery
Six in the morning, a black cloud is hiding the sun Bring me my broadsword and a golden cross talisman Churches and temples break down Wipsters and witches are creeping around
Kill-warriors standing in front of the hill by the sea Blood at their hands And some broken swords I can see Churches and temples break down Wipsters and witches are creeping around
Thousand connections the power of action This is our life You think we are crazy but no one is lazy We live without wives
We are free there’s no evil to see We are the slayers We are death riders, and can’t sleep in the night When the evil’s returning We are death riders we are sons of the good And we are sleeping in fantasy
Near to the east, there was living the beast It is time to return After the hill, we think we must kill When the evil is burn
We are free there’s no evil to see We are the slayers We are death riders, and can’t sleep in the night When the evil’s returning We are death riders we are sons of the good And we are sleeping in fantasy
Our run never stops Got to win until drops (sweat drops) We keep out of this place We’re living to win, and to win without sin We are holding the race
We are free there’s no evil to see We are the slayers We are death riders, and can’t sleep in the night When the evil’s returning We are death riders we are sons of the good And we are sleeping in fantasy
We are death riders and can sleep in fantasy We are death riders and can sleep in fantasy We are death riders We are death riders AhhTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.