Sunforge Ride
Across the salt flats
of the old world The sky is bleeding into gold My ancient
companion,
hooves of thunder
We ride before the earth grows cold
Ahhhh,
the horizon is calling (ooh-ooh)
Ride into the dying fire
Leave the mortal dust behind
Through the gates of stone and iron
Only what is lost we'll find
His mane is woven
out of starlight
His eyes are deep as any grave
We cross the river
of the shadow
With every single mile we brave
Ride into the dying fire
Leave the mortal dust behind
Through the gates of stone and iron
Only what is lost we'll find
Into the golden sun...
Into the ancient night...