Where old fires burn and the wind had been free all along New words were uttered and the calm was caught in the storm The riders were five relentless their purpose and zeal One ironfist to destroy and to conquer them all With blazing guns we prevail and destroy them all Hot lead shall see that their spires will tumble and fall Now yesterday's over with their laws their style and corruption We do what we want and we piss on their shackles and laws Let's drink for our rules as we fight for the soul and the right We speak when there's silence we live in the prelude of war With blazing guns... There's hope where there's life and now is the time A fist to the jaws of the weak and their laws The force makes them run, a quick-firing gun In the hands of believers of metal As time pass us by we are close to the final stand In the end we stand tall we stamp them down in the sand The riders were five relentless their purpose and zeal An ironfist to destroy and to conquer them all With blazing guns...