HOO! The irons high Let the thunder be our guide And the water be our sanctuary And the wind be on our side
The hooves are pounding And the horns are sounding As our torches light up the night In shadows mourning Ere the day is dawning And the darkness is cast into light!
Horses are snorting And the muscles aching And sweat is running in our face Hatred's boiling as the world is turning Faster and faster speeds the race
And out of the shadows And out of tire shades From night to day and back again Lo and behold! The riders of hate As they ride on their crusades
Chorus HOO! The irons high Let the thunder be our guide And the water be our sanctuary And the wind be on our side
HOO! Hear The Ride! On the wings of wrath we fly Into the crimson velvet skies That shine in fiery eyes!
On the horizon a red sun is rising And the enemy is now in sight His force is great, we face a dire fate Yet there is no end to this ride!
"Godspeed to you! Our hearts must he true" Says the general, and we obey The last command for the final stand Let the hammer of truth show the way!
And into the darkness And into the night Beyond the dawn awaits the fight Lo and behold! The riders unite A force in splendour, honour and might