| HOO! |
| The irons high
|
| Let the thunder be our guide
|
| And the water be our sanctuary
|
| And the wind be on our side
|
| The hooves are pounding
|
| And the horns are sounding
|
| As our torches light up the night
|
| In shadows mourning
|
| Ere the day is dawning
|
| And the darkness is cast into light!
|
| Horses are snorting
|
| And the muscles aching
|
| And sweat is running in our face
|
| Hatred’s boiling as the world is turning
|
| Faster and faster speeds the race
|
| And out of the shadows
|
| And out of tire shades
|
| From night to day and back again
|
| Lo and behold! |
| The riders of hate
|
| As they ride on their crusades
|
| HOO! |
| The irons high
|
| Let the thunder be our guide
|
| And the water be our sanctuary
|
| And the wind be on our side
|
| HOO! |
| Hear The Ride!
|
| On the wings of wrath we fly
|
| Into the crimson velvet skies
|
| That shine in fiery eyes!
|
| On the horizon a red sun is rising
|
| And the enemy is now in sight
|
| His force is great, we face a dire fate
|
| Yet there is no end to this ride!
|
| «Godspeed to you!
|
| Our hearts must he true»
|
| Says the general, and we obey
|
| The last command for the final stand
|
| Let the hammer of truth show the way!
|
| And into the darkness
|
| And into the night
|
| Beyond the dawn awaits the fight
|
| Lo and behold! |
| The riders unite
|
| A force in splendour, honour and might
|
| HOO! |
| The irons high
|
| Let the thunder be our guide
|
| And the water be our sanctuary
|
| And the wind be on our side
|
| HOO! |
| Hear The Ride!
|
| On the wings of wrath we fly
|
| Into the crimson velvet skies
|
| That shine in fiery eyes! |