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Slicing throught the night |
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Three riders came |
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Perched on american steel |
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Riders with no name |
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Even time cannot reveal |
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Riders with no name |
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On october 31st many years ago |
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Three friends went out for a ride |
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For it was a famous party night |
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And to party was to get high |
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They loaded up on beer and cocaine |
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Then they started their bikes with a roar |
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They couldn't have known that on that night |
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They were beginning their longest tour |
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Feel the thunder |
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Of the midnight ride |
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Earth torn asunder |
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By those who died |
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Onto their favorite road they rode |
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Leather horsemen riding three wide |
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Their metal beasts howled in the night |
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A dark spectre was their guide |
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They came around a curve too fast |
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Only time for a scream |
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A fiery crash of chrome and steel |
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Was the beginning of their longest dream |
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Feel the thunder |
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Of the midnight ride |
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Earth torn asunder |
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By those who died |
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Feel the thunder |
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Of the midnight ride |
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Earth torn asunder |
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By those who died |
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And the fates decreed on that night |
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Their souls must be tried |
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Now you can hear them every all hallows eve |
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Forever doomed to ride |
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Slicing throught the night |
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Three riders came |
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Perched on american steel |
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Riders with no name |
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Even time cannot reveal |
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Riders with no name |
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Feel the thunder |
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Of the midnight ride |
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Earth torn asunder |
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By those who died |
