Текст песни RUNNING WILD - White Masque
RUNNING WILD - White Masque слова песни
Текст песни RUNNING WILD - White Masque
Cracking the whip, horses running fastThe hard groaning wheels, the deep ruts they castThe coach is rushing, through the haze of the nightDarkness everywhere and no White Masque in sightHard pounding hooves, the mud's flying highDeep panting, throats running dry( )The sharp biting chill is freezing their breathBut the tottering coach is beating it's pathInvincible blazeWhite masked faceDepriving the scourgeDreadful mirageBlazing the wrath with, the union of the "white masque"The lord's and marquises, their just running fearedMysterious force, phantoms of the dark nightHunting the evil that hides in it's lairA dark and caped silhouette's in the hazeA covered phenomenon with a mask on his facePistol and sword, the coach has to stopThe marquis knows well, that he'll lose what he's gotInvincible blazeWhite masked faceDepriving the scourge