The Chariot - Dark Moor

Riding through the earth

In the chariot making fun of death

Falling like a star

In the chariot form last time so far

Scattering the strength in my hand

Regretful for the words unsaid

But young king tells me there's no place for pain

Master of stallions

Will rinse my soul again

Riding through the earth

In the chariot making fun of death

Falling like a star

In the chariot form last time so far

I feel I'm a fall

Through the times crying for my soul

I see I'm a fall

Into darkness out of all control

Bound forever in despair

Confusion in my glare

The crusade for the faith and desire

Some blind obsession

Scent of eagerness

Spirits in mourning

That dead souls possess

Riding through the earth

In the chariot making fun of death

Falling like a star

In the chariot form last time so far

I feel I'm a fall

Through the times crying for my soul

I see I'm a fall

Into darkness out of all control

Out of control

Riding

With no reins

Controlling

White horses

Riding

With no reins

Commanding

Without chains

Could be the danger

Could be certainty

Turned on the best side

It's always mighty

Seven the number

Triumph in my spirit

Hunger for glory

Lightful and eerie

Will I find it all

Riding

With no reins

Controlling

White horses

Riding

With no reins

Commanding

Wthout chains

Hah ah ah ah ha ha ha

Ha ah ah ha aha ha ha

Riding through the earth

In the chariot making fun of death

Falling like a star

In the chariot from last time so far

I feel I'm a fall

Through the times crying for my soul

I see I'm a fall

Into darkness out of all control

Out of control