The Riders of Death

Far away in the shadows on the hill..
The Riders of Death were born to kill
Into the night the road goes on..
And behind the people all gone

Their path lies not far ahead..
Shadows rise in the Land Of The Dead
Unseen behind the eyes of the enemy..
Looking through eyes that cannot see

And in their eyes far beyond recall..
As time catches up they shall soon fall
The fight goes on forevermore 
Into the Kingdom Of Death 'till they rise no more

Their footsteps of doom go on and on
As they leave their wrath in the land beyond
And their fear still grows in the Kingdom of Death
Those who remain 'till their last breath

And beyond the land of no return
The fire within in them it still burns 
All is lost for those who remain..
'Till the Riders of Death rise again
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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