(©Murder 1 1999)

A passed friend and a severed pride
You realize you're confined to the ways of the prize
You got a man with his head in his hands
and tucked away on a hill his opportunity ran
Now here we come again
Colored and we run'em in
Never bothered by the sin
A poetical spin
and now we know how
Right through and we run out
He's never caught again
Flying to the end
Cause he's comin' in

Fly on, fly on dark rider
Ya got an army of men right beside ya
Fly on, fly on dark rider
You're comin' to get'em now

Apocalyptic mode, for another goal
Take away your skill
That ain't what you been told
Now set it
You got the three, two, one release!
Arrow in the back feel the power cease
Just gettin' rid of a man
Why could he just give a damn?
He'll say. "That's the plan, the plan, the plan!"
and now we know how
Right through and we run out
He's never caught again
Flying to the end
cause he's comin' in

Fly on, fly on dark rider
Ya got an army of men right beside ya
Fly on, fly on dark rider
You're comin' to get'em now

Fly on, fly on dark rider
Ya got an army of men right beside ya
Fly on, fly on dark rider
You're comin' to get'em now

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