[Intro, Dark guitars, Rolling bass] Hooves strike dust on a hollow road, Chased by fate, by guns we owed. Canyons rise, the sun burns red, A trail of ghosts, a path of dead. [Verse, Heavy guitars, Driving drums] Through barren plains, through twisted stone, The law rides fast, too close, too known. Hunger gnaws, the horses wane, A life of flight, a life in chains. [Chorus, Female ethereal voice] Trail of outlaws, blood in the sand, No safe haven, no guiding hand. Through the thunder, through the dust, Ride or perish—ashes to rust. [Verse, Organ in background, Rising tension] Rivers black, the moon hangs low, Whispers tell of debts we owe. Dutch commands, we ride or fall, Through fire and steel, defying all. [Chorus, Heavy guitars, Thunderous drums] Trail of outlaws, blood in the sand, No safe haven, no guiding hand. Through the thunder, through the dust, Ride or perish—ashes to rust. [Bridge, Clean guitar, Fading organ] No end in sight, no home behind, Only the wind, cruel and unkind. Miles stretch long, the hunted fade, One more night in death’s embrace. [Outro, Dark guitars, Distant organ] The dust will settle, the storm will wane, But shadows ride, and fate remains. A path unwritten, a name unspoke, Lost to time, in smoke and cloak. [End]
