Ghost Riders

Grey clouded sky, storm is coming
As far as I can see with your eyes
Heaven's shredded with lightnings
Asking yourself what's coming upon your head
The dreadful horsemen who are dead
Crossing the mountains they are burning
After them there's nothing

Ancient warriors who were betrayed
They are back again to take your head
They don't make a sound
You'll hear thundering skies shaking the ground

Crushing your body, they don't know what is pity
Hurting, killing without mercy
They come down to your city

Coming from another reality
From a world closed to your mind
Their swords are bloody
From their wrath try to hide

They appear behind you, you feel so cold
Old stories are true, what our fathers told

Run, fear for your life, your head will roll
The swift of the knife
Ghost riders can't be stopped by any wall

The ancient path is open
You'll never save your children
Your body lie rotten
Life and society broken