Across the great divide,moon shadows scream and cry. Old nightmares haunt your sleep,nowhere to run and hide. The radio sings loud,as music crawls through dreams. Four headless horsemen mount,and ride through bloody streams. Return to olden days,when justice was your honor. Battles fought with sword and shield,life harsh and yet so noble. Knights of old reborn,with chain mail hanging down. Swords shine throughout the dark,as lightning flashes down. Ride into your past,and cut the nightmares down. Scream out your battle cry,and be forbidding in appearance. Now stand your ground forever,don't let your fellow man down. Fight for what is truth,ride out and slay the dragons.