DESCRIPTION:
The Phantom Rider

the day ends in a gust of wind
the cycles of the moon
Out on the plain
The thunder strikes the ruin
Lone and forgotten land
A tomb now falls apart
The legend of the deadly man
Arises from the dark



The howl of the darkest winds
Mark the time on The Western Frontier
Where orange skies are quick to turn black
Rise from from your evil Hell
And ride with no mercy or fear ...
This is the legend of the phantom ride



Alarm the call theres an evil force and its riding into town
Pounding hooves come slamming mud
Racing forth the beast is breathing frightening loud


We see him down the road run! get out!

He's coming up the road

Hail! The Phantom Rider

I'm! the Phantom Rider...


Raisin' dust on his worthless foes he's danger on his black steed
Run as far from this nameless soul his stallion breaks stop now do you not believe?


Damn this things is evil

Get out..... he has them on the run

Hail! The phantom Rider


I'm! The phantom Rider




Souless white are look of his eyes and the acrid smell that signal demise
Ball with spikes on a swinging chain and the stabbing spurs all bearers of his reign



Hail! The phantom Rider

I'm! The phantom Rider

Hail! The phantom Rider


Don't you walk alone in the bitter stillness of the nite
You could get caught with out refuge and in his sights

Best be quick and be set upon the run if you want to live
Own to Hell's own border the ghost he wants your life to give


A black murderous sinuous creature from Hell
Town churches ring bells

He's has them on the run!

Run out!


His whip is dripping blood

Hail! The phantom rider

I'm! The phantom rider