Ride Out - Huntsmen

The light slurs and boils and breaks into my eyes

Dawn pours molten gold across the sand

The iron vultures screaming murder overhead

Slide like a knife into a crying land

To take the shot?

To kill or not kill?

To close your eyes with a whisper or a bullet?

To spare a son

Or lay him low?

The compass in my soul will guide me true, I know it

It feels like summer has arrived

Somewhere far away, across the poison sea

It feels like the wind is singing songs

Full of promises tomorrow cannot keep

Feels like summer has arrived

Ride out, peacemaker

Ride out, oathbreaker

Ride out, peacemaker

Ride out, oathbreaker

Ride out, peacemaker

It feels like summer has arrived

Ride out, oathbreaker

It feels like summer has arrived

Ride out, peacemaker

It feels like summer has arrived

It feels like summer has arrived