Dust Riders

They told him the world was too vast.

They told him the mountains were too high.

They told him no man could reach beyond the horizon.

He looked toward the rising sun and said,

“Then that is where we ride.”

Born where the thunder met the flame,

A young king rose with a restless name.

Not for the comfort,

not for the throne,

But for the lands that were still unknown.

Dust on his armor,

fire in his eyes,

Chasing a dream beneath foreign skies.

Every mountain standing in his way Was only another challenge for another

day.

When others saw the edge of the earth,

He saw a road that hadn't been walked.

When others whispered, “It can't be done,” He answered with action,

not talk.

Beyond the horizon, beyond the fear,

Ride through the darkness,

the morning is near.

Stand like a lion when destiny calls,

A leader keeps rising whenever he falls.

Beyond the horizon, wherever it goes,

Through rivers of fire and mountains of snow.

Kingdoms will vanish and monuments fall,

But courage and honor can outlive them all.

From Macedon roads to the Persian sand,

A sword in his grip and a world in his hands.

But power alone doesn't make you great,

It's what you become when you're facing your fate.

You can inherit a crown,

can't inherit respect, Every order you give has an aftereffect.

A thousand men watching the move that you make,

One bad decision and a kingdom can break.

So lead from the front when the battle gets rough,

When your people are tired,

you've gotta be tough.

Not because you're fearless,

nobody is, But courage means moving despite what fear gives.

What is a kingdom?

What is a crown?

What is a victory

When time tears it down?

Maybe the measure

Of how far we go Isn't what we conquer...

But what we leave behind when we go.

Beyond the horizon, beyond the fear,

Ride through the darkness,

the morning is near.

Stand like a lion when destiny calls,

A leader keeps rising whenever he falls.

Beyond the horizon, let history know,

There once walked a dreamer who refused to let go.

Empires may crumble and great cities fall,

But the fire to become something greater

Can outlive them all.

One day, every crown returns to dust.

Every sword becomes silent.

Every kingdom becomes history.

So don't ask how much of the world you can conquer.

Ask how much of yourself

you can master.

And when the world tells you,

“This is as far as you can go...”

Look beyond the horizon.