A dusty trail of dead men’s tales, Canyons echo with ghostly wails. Sun burns red, horizon’s blade, Lone rider walks where shadows fade. Boots grind dust on a devil’s road, Six-gun hums with a heavy load. Bounty’s marked, the preacher’s lie, Vultures circle a blood-red sky. No name, no past, just iron will, Ghosts of sinners haunt the hill. Thunder cracks, the heavens roar, Fate’s a bullet, settle the score. Desert thunder, shake the ground! Outlaw’s justice, hellfire’s sound! Draw your steel, let the devil run, Under the sun, I’m the only one! Saloon doors swing, eyes like knives, Every man here’s bet his life. Whiskey burns, the clock ticks slow, Death’s the dealer, and I’m the show. Cards are dealt, the noose hangs tight, Moonlight carves through the endless night. Storm clouds gather, the reckoning’s near, Ain’t no mercy, just cold, hard fear. Desert thunder, shake the ground! Outlaw’s justice, hellfire’s sound! Draw your steel, let the devil run, Under the sun, I’m the only one! I’ve seen towns bleed, I’ve seen men crawl, Heard the wind scream, heard the reaper call. Ain’t no savior, no hymn to sing, Just the song of the hammer’s ring. Desert thunder, break the sky! Gun smoke rises, the doomed don’t cry! Face the shadow, let the bloodline run, In this wasteland, I’m the only one! A dusty trail of dead men’s tales, Canyons echo with ghostly wails.
