[Verse 1] I woke in a grave where no man should stir, Bones full of dust and a voice like a burr. The Whisperin’ One said, “The debt ain’t paid,” Now I walk through hell with a rusted blade. Blood in the sand, and death in my grin, A six-gun sermon for original sin. The land is rotten, the sky gone red— But I ain’t dyin’ 'til the curse is dead. [Chorus] Cursed to ride, where the devils hide, Through the mud and the smoke and the echoin’ cries. No name left, just lead and pride— I’ll put a bullet where the gods reside. [Verse 2] I seen preachers burn and lawmen scream, *gunfire* Men turned to beasts in a nightmare dream. Relics of ruin whisper in my ear, Saying, “Kill or kneel, there’s no savior here.” Each step I take, the ground remembers, Ashes and blood and broken embers. I’m not the hero in some dime-store tale, I’m the shadow on your soul when the heavens fail. [Chorus] Cursed to ride, through the poisoned tide, With a cracked old star and a haunted stride. A dead man’s oath, no place to hide— I’ll bring wrath where the horrors bide. [Bridge – Spoken] "They brought me back for vengeance, But vengeance don’t bring peace. Just more graves to dig… and less of me left." [Final Verse] So light me a fire when the night gets cold, Tell the tales in whiskey and gold. But if you hear boots in the bloodstained dust— Say your prayers, boy… I ride because I must. [Final Chorus] Cursed to ride, til the stars collide, Til the moon burns out and the rivers dry. No grave can hold, no priest can guide— I’ll shoot my way to the other side.
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