We pass through the west We come straight out of hell Our faces were covered with dust So they say
Baptized by fire We are not afraid Wild fallen angels from home Far away
The wind blows over the mountains Cold and straight in my scarred face Behind the far horizon We ride without leaving a trace
And we ride with wild horses Made of steel Heading straight into the sun We are soldiers of glory Our flag in our hands Hear the thunder of our guns
We are young, wild and restless Have the power inside Over land to the sea For freedom we fight
With whiskey in the blood And passion in the heart Glory, glory, hallelujah We reach for the stars
The wind blows over the mountains Cold and straight in my scarred face Behind the far horizon We ride without leaving a trace
And we ride with wild horses Made of steel Heading straight into the sun We are soldiers of glory Our flag in our hands Hear the thunder of our guns
"And we ride with wild horse's Made of steel Heading straight into the sun We are soldiers of glory Our flag in our hands Hear the thunder of our guns"
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