Stone Cold Metal

Howl of a coyote wakes up a man

A haggard shadow in this wasted land

Vultures rise with the scorching sun

A dry wind blows in a silent town

Some Whiskey to clear his head

And some for the brothers who are dead

Another day, another chase

Vigilantes will meet their fate

Saddle your steed

We are riding tonight

Be ready to kill

Don't flee from a fight.

Pillaging is in our blood

We bow to no one and no one at all

Stone cold metal in his hand

Stirs wild rival of a righteous man

Life of an outlaw; the gallows await

Until then they shall reign

No border is too sacred

To cross and to spill the cup of hatred

Days to come are still unveiled

Take what's yours, no time to bewail

Waning daylight, time to move on

Under a looming crescent moon.

Another town, again to raze

Surely someone will pass deaths gate

In the silence of the night

Treacherous lady of the evening

Deceived the whereabouts of marauders

Ten bounty hunters are heading to the hideaway

A dark red desert moon shimmers its gloomy light.

Upon a baneful affair of honour

For a fleeting moment, eye meets eye

Silent respect before an inevitable solution

Dead or alive, Its all the same...

Stone cold metal in his hand

Stirs wild rival of a righteous man

Life of an outlaw; the gallows await

Until then they shall reign

Stone cold metal in his hand

Stirs wild rival of a righteous man

Life of an outlaw; the gallows await

Until then they shall reign