Across the Wasteland
Riding across the Wasteland
On Horses made of Steel
with Fire in our Blood
Burning deep within
The night is dark as a panther
Trying to lure us in
Scratching on my conscience
Roaring deep within
And I've been to darkened places
'round the world a billion faces
I ride the night like Bats on blood
Tires' screaming as the road grows hot
Death grips my Soul, Sits on my Shoulder
Boiling hot, it's taking over
Hell is trying to run me over
I try to run, but it's all over
Riding high
Through the Night
Burning Wheels
In a Ring of Fire
Riding high
Through the Night
Devil's right
By my side
Riders of Decay
Trying to escape
Running with the Night
Running from our Fate
Soon we will be riding
On Horses made of fire
Doomed to ride forever
Stripped of all desire
And I've been to darkened places
'round the world a billion faces
I ride the night like Bats on blood
Tires' screaming as the road grows hot
Death grips my Soul, Sits on my Shoulder
Boiling hot, it's taking over
Hell is trying to run me over
I try to run, but it's all over
Riding high
Through the Night
Burning Wheels
In a Ring of Fire
Riding high
Through the Night
Devil's right
By my side
Writer/s: KAREN COLLATZ CHRISTENSE, KRZYSZTOF ROBERT BARAN, LARS LYNDORFF KRELSKOV, PATROKLOS THOMSEN MANTZOURIDIS, THIERRY ZUBRITOVSKY
