Where old fires burn and the wind had been free all along
New words were uttered and the calm was caught in the storm
The riders were five relentless their purpose and zeal
One ironfist to destroy and to conquer them all

With blazing guns we prevail and destroy them all
Hot lead shall see that their spires will tumble and fall

Now yesterday's over with their laws their style and corruption
We do what we want and we piss on their shackles and laws
Let's drink for our rules as we fight for the soul and the right
We speak when there's silence we live in the prelude of war

With blazing guns...

There's hope where there's life and now is the time
A fist to the jaws of the weak and their laws
The force makes them run, a quick-firing gun
In the hands of believers of metal

As time pass us by we are close to the final stand
In the end we stand tall we stamp them down in the sand
The riders were five relentless their purpose and zeal
An ironfist to destroy and to conquer them all

With blazing guns...

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