Out in the streets somebodys crying
Out in the night where the fires burn
Maybe tonight somebodys flying
Reached the point of never return
Oh its a mystery
Oh its a mystery
Somewhere Ive heard a voice thats calling
Out in the dark, theres a burning dream
Youve got to hope, when you are falling
To find the world, what you never have seen
Oh its a mystery
Oh its a mystery
Six in the morning, a black cloud is hiding the sun
Bring me my broadsword and a golden cross talisman
Churches and temples break down
Wipsters and witches are creeping around
Kill-warriors standing in front of the hill by the sea
Blood at their hands
And some broken swords I can see
Churches and temples break down
Wipsters and witches are creeping around
Thousand connections the power of action
This is our life
You think we are crazy but no one is lazy
We live without wives
We are free theres no evil to see
We are the slayers
We are death riders, and cant sleep in the night
When the evils returning
We are death riders we are sons of the good
And we are sleeping in fantasy
Near to the east, there was living the beast
It is time to return
After the hill, we think we must kill
When the evil is burn
We are free theres no evil to see
We are the slayers
We are death riders, and cant sleep in the night
When the evils returning
We are death riders we are sons of the good
And we are sleeping in fantasy
Our run never stops
Got to win until drops (sweat drops)
We keep out of this place
Were living to win, and to win without sin
We are holding the race
We are free theres no evil to see
We are the slayers
We are death riders, and cant sleep in the night
When the evils returning
We are death riders we are sons of the good
And we are sleeping in fantasy
We are death riders and can sleep in fantasy
We are death riders and can sleep in fantasy
We are death riders
We are death riders
Ahh
Out in the night where the fires burn
Maybe tonight somebodys flying
Reached the point of never return
Oh its a mystery
Oh its a mystery
Somewhere Ive heard a voice thats calling
Out in the dark, theres a burning dream
Youve got to hope, when you are falling
To find the world, what you never have seen
Oh its a mystery
Oh its a mystery
Six in the morning, a black cloud is hiding the sun
Bring me my broadsword and a golden cross talisman
Churches and temples break down
Wipsters and witches are creeping around
Kill-warriors standing in front of the hill by the sea
Blood at their hands
And some broken swords I can see
Churches and temples break down
Wipsters and witches are creeping around
Thousand connections the power of action
This is our life
You think we are crazy but no one is lazy
We live without wives
We are free theres no evil to see
We are the slayers
We are death riders, and cant sleep in the night
When the evils returning
We are death riders we are sons of the good
And we are sleeping in fantasy
Near to the east, there was living the beast
It is time to return
After the hill, we think we must kill
When the evil is burn
We are free theres no evil to see
We are the slayers
We are death riders, and cant sleep in the night
When the evils returning
We are death riders we are sons of the good
And we are sleeping in fantasy
Our run never stops
Got to win until drops (sweat drops)
We keep out of this place
Were living to win, and to win without sin
We are holding the race
We are free theres no evil to see
We are the slayers
We are death riders, and cant sleep in the night
When the evils returning
We are death riders we are sons of the good
And we are sleeping in fantasy
We are death riders and can sleep in fantasy
We are death riders and can sleep in fantasy
We are death riders
We are death riders
Ahh