Deceased

Deceased - Deathrider lyrics

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Riding hard, high in the saddle 
Winged steed of unwearing flight 
Sweeping through air just like fire 
Swift of the foot, great of might 

Hear the screams (Ow!) 
Feel the bite 
We ride with death 
Tonight 

Here it comes 
You better hide 
Shoot the guns 
You're gonna die 

Conquering all, spreading terror 
Hoofs gallop in thunderous pound 
Devouring the souls of the wretched 
Trampling them down to the ground 

Gripping the reins of destruction 
Made of steel on his hands 
Holder of forces immortal 
Slaughtering all in his path

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Language: English

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