Heavy Riders - Crypt Sermon

It’s a cruel world huddled 'round the fries

Sharpening our swords and our spears

Hopin' and prayin' and the holy men are sayin'

There’s nothing to fear

I, for one still have my doubts

It all sounds like a lie

Onward we slip away

We raise our flag high

It’s a cruel world, and I know it

All caught in the strangest dream

There’s no hope left and we’re starting to believe it

Tattered souls on bended knee

No longer alone in my doubts

Lives are on the line

One by one we slip away

As the sands of time

The sands of time

The sands of time

Darkness weighs heavy on our hearts

We forge a trail through ancient sands

Glaciers of leather our hollowed and sorrowed souls

Heavy Riders through distant lands

There is salvation there is no respite

Through pain and suffering we’ll hold our heads high

Heavy Riders, these road that we pave will surely last

Heavy Riders, Footsteps engraved in the past

Heavy Riders, these road that we pave will surely last

Heavy Riders, Footsteps engraved in the past

Darkness weighs heavy on our hearts

We forge a trail through ancient sands

Glaciers of leather our hollowed and sorrowed souls

Heavy Riders through distant lands