Ride Silent! کے بول

[Strophe 1:] In the cold of the night, in darkness we hide. Waiting to come out and slaughter. Making no noise will leave them no choice. The can not run away. [Bridge:] All our warriors waiting deep inside (the) Forrest. I wait until I hear (the) command. Deep in my heart I feel the pathos of war. [Chorus:] Ride Silent! They don't know we're here. Ride Silent! So they can't hear. Ride Silent! When surpise is on our side all the enemies die. Ride Silent! [Strophe 2:] Their women are crying when we're coming out. They don't know what happened. We cut off their heads when they come out their beds, Before they reach their weapons. [repeat Bridge] [repeat Chorus]