
Date of issue: 09.02.2010
Record label: The Factory
Song language: English
HORSEMEN |
The sun rose up, it was hot and dry |
The wind is whistling while these mean horsemen ride |
They will start a fire, and shoot the sheriff down |
And spread their lies. |
3 shadows on the sand |
They never have a plan |
They will kill again any enemy or friend |
They’re looking for, looking for salvation |
They ride ride ride faraway |
To escape the cavalry |
My boots for some water, my hat for the sun |
My gun for defense, there’s blood on my hands, we’re gone |
Don’t step outside. |
Run and hide. |
When 3 horsemen ride |
They are used to rotten skulls, banging bones |
Smashing heads, their guns never cold with a fierce laugh |
For the dead ones |
They spit on the floor, take off their hats |
And down the horses, people run like rats with fear in their eyes |
The horsemen have arrived |
They ride ride ride faraway |
To escape the cavalry |
My boots for some water, my hat for the sun |
My gun for defense, there’s blood on my hands, we’re gone |
But never for a long time |
Hey! |