Lyrics
Legend
[Verse-1]
Deep in the soul of every city and town, where shadows dance and legends grow,
Where whispers fill saloons at dusk, of a gunslinger none truly know.
With a storm brewing in his eyes, all that cross him pay the price
He rides the lonesome prairie, where the wild winds twist and bite.
Some say he's faster than the lightning.
Others claim there's more than one.
Stories of showdowns at high noon, where death is but a breath away,
They talk of a scar across his brow, he earned from the Devil in an epic showdown
When the sun dips low, and the stars come out
The gunslinger fades to myth like a distant dream.
[Bridge-1]
So, heed the tales in the murky night, of the mysterious man who rides alone,
For in the heart of every tale, is the truth that's never known.
In every glance and whispered word,
the tail comes to life a little more
[Verse-2]
The town he called home, now a memory's wisp,
Streets lined with dreams, turned to ash.
Faces of friends lost, their laughter in the breeze,
He carries their spirits, deep in his heart
He rides for redemption, the stakes are his life
It's now or never, can he pay the price
Out on the plains is where he waits
[Bridge-2]
The clash of steel, the cries of the fallen,
Echo in his mind, a relentless siren.
With every shadow cast beneath the fading light,
He readies for the reckoning that waits in the night.
[Verse-3]
Whispers in the wind call his name,
In a town forgotten, no one's the same.
The saloon doors creak, the faces turn pale,
Hés the only one left, on a lonesome trail.
In the town square, there's fear in the air,
The evil laughs aloud, it has taken its share.
But the gunslingers silence speaks volumes tonight,
With each step he takes, the wrongs he'll make right.
With a hand on his gun and a vow in his soul,
Hes come to fight, to reclaim his home.
The flicker of the lanterns, the promise of the light,
He's the last line, it ends tonight.
Chorus
Hes a ghost in the dark, with fire in his heart,
A haunting silhouette, where the shadows depart.
When the night calls, and the hour is late,
Hell charge into Hell and kick down the gates
