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Hyperion Cartel
Melbourne, Australia
Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Ride A White Horse

Ride a white horse
When you want to fly
Wave goodbye to your pain
As you spiral up high.
Race a black stallion
To dry all your tears
That ancient black horse
Can outrun all your fears.
Pat a brown pony
Who lies in the gutter
Behind the black eyes
You can hear a soft mutter
“Come ride with us
Come fly with us
Let us take you away
Away from the pain
And away from the decay
We’ll ascend so high
And forget all we know
And leave behind hate
Grief, guilt and sorrow
We’ll play hide and seek
‘Round junkyards in the sky
Chasing silver dragons
That will never die
This is your last shot
Your last ride from slavery
Your last chance to claim back
The trophy for bravery
So jump on to my back
And pick up the reins
Can you feel the adrenaline hoofbeats
Galloping through your veins? ”
So together we trample ghosts
In my past that I’ve met
As I ride like a blind heroine
Into the sunset
But harsh shadows are cast:
Black soldiers to the sun
We plunge headfirst into darkness
This ride is no fun
He rips the bit from my fingers
With his salivating fangs
‘Round his neck the reins
(My lifeline) limply hangs
He begins his deadly race
As he trembles, shies, bolts
And my screams fall underneath
His hoofs to the chasm of faults
Leaving the track of my aching arms
Clearing the fence in stride
Gleaming racehorses left behind –
Because now we’re on his side
He dances through No Man’s Land
Plunging, twisting, ever faster
As I clutch for life to certain death
Now the horse is the master.
Hyperion Cartel
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