Steady we ride, silhouette flying over the grass
As the daylight now dies, our stallions breathing their last
Duty chains us, our demons haunt us
Fighting for seeds of our crown, death by sundown!
Steady we ride, watching scenes playing out from our past
Like the smell of her hair, those times always fly by so fast
Needles broken, the feeling's woken
Should we just let it all fade, Is it just time?