Riders of Doom - Deathrow

Armed with magic, the sun in their back

Ancients warriors appear

Covered with fures

Hold swords strong in hand

Death reigns where they ride near

Mean red eyes glow hot in their skulls

Their swords shine bright in the sun

Their black horses run fast as the winds

The ride of the damned has begun

Down in the valley a small village lies

The people there can’t guess their fate

Before the moon has disgraced the sun

Everyone there will be slayed

From a hill they ride down, black winds blow

The people hear cruel battlecries

They reach for their arms

But it has no sense

They know that they have to die

No one can fight the riders of doom

The reaper now holds life in hand

When this day is over they all will be dead

Barren and blazed will be their land

Children are crying, men are ripped

Flesh-cutting blades are spreading pain

Steels meet teel, heads ride spears

Blood is now falling like rain

They searched for steal

The secrets for men to survive

Swords, signs of might

That was what they were searching for

Power to rule the whole world

Many had died for this cause

Victims cry for help

But no one could ever fight

The riders of doom