Unto dis world were thrown, wrapped in swaddlin cloths
know as da devils own, for our sins we must atone
Riders on da storm
Hey!, Riderz on da storm
And so the storys told of men who brave the bold
From hell, our souls our grown, soldiers we must roam
and comb these barron lands alone, shone only as
riders on da storm
Hey!, Riders on da storm
It is said the meek shall rise, and seek our 4goton prize
Wise, our eyes shall open to the land we were once exiled
2gether we will ride, till the sun sets on westward skies
Till the rest lie down and mesmerise unto dis eastern style
Riders, ride on a high
Hey!, Riders on a high
As vagobons were scorn, but be warned its not for sure
when the angels blow there horns, we'll let you live to adore
The riderz on da storm
The Riderz
ON Da
Storm!

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