اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
They ride through the night
With greedy hands out of the badlands
Hungry souls and screaming bones
Riding the endless way into darkness
Hear the chains and pounding hooves
This is the night with his frightening blues
Cannot escape from night 'til morn
Their eyes upon 'til dead blows his horn
They ride through the night
Follow your scent 'til the end of light
Before you, behind you
They're everywhere and surround you
They ride through the night
Appear as darkness within darkness
Hunt you, caught you, now you're dead and ride to the hounds
