racing time racing faith showing the gods whats wrong and whats right we are here to prove them wrong me and my black stalen
we march one by one falling like flys we march the pain in our throught for they are so dry
but that dose not stop us proving the wrong aginst all odds
our horses racing across the sand and the time we wast is leting the devil catch up with us we run fighting with all our power and wisedom
we are stronge stronger then normal humans
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