Hearts of fire
Streets of stone
Modern warriors
B- A
Taste the wild
Lick the wind
Like something they never saw before
Their jaws dropping to the floor
Steel made of soul and sin
Rebels born without a care
B-
Only to fly where eagles dare
And the night she whispers
Ride the wind
Never coming back until I touch the midnight sun
Ride the wind
Never coming back again
Ride the wind
Never coming back until I touch the midnight sun
Painted flesh
Loyalty
Humble pride
B- A
Stories told
Two old friends
Of battle scars and lonely bars
And nights the rain wouldn't end
Here's to withered eyes wearing gypsy smiles
B-
Here's to lovely ladies and a million miles
And the night she whispers
Ride the wind
Never coming back until I touch the midnight sun
Ride the wind
Ride the wind
Steal made of soul and sin, burning till the nigth is done
Solo
And stories of riders in the sky
B- A
Where eagles and angels dare to fly
Coro