Crypt Sermon Heavy Riders
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
