Blind Riders (feat. Lisa Alley & Ian Graham)

Hell, hell
Hell, hell

Blind riders 'neith a labyrinth of stars
Chased by portraits of the past
The thick silence disturbed by the steps
Where barefoot soldiers pass

On worn carpets, we're forced to rest
Before we travel on
Time dawns and finally sets
On mystery Babylon

Blind riders are bound to receive
While sacred hearts are meant to bleed
Just let go of what you want it to be
Grab the steel and follow me

Dreams in stone, now turnin' to ash
Now blown from your hands
Archers aim with the arrows of fire
To burn the souls of men

Blind riders are bound to receive
The sacred hearts are meant to bleed
Just let go of what you want it to be
Oblivion is callin' for me

Oblivion is callin'
It calls

Hell, hell
Hell, hell

The flag that flies is drawn by our blood (hell)
Crimson feathers our amour (hell)
The boots filled with ghosts of the slain (hell)
Are finally reachin' the harbor (hell)

Blind riders are bound to receive (hell)
Blind riders are bound to receive (hell)
Let go of what you want it to be (hell)
Pick up the steel and follow me (hell)

Blind riders are bound to receive (hell)
Blind riders are bound to receive (hell)
Let go of what you want it to be (hell)
Oblivion is callin' (hell)



Credits
Writer(s): Philipp Mirtschink, Fynn Grabke, Ian Graham, Lisa Alley, Claus Grabke
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