[Lyric] Last Ride of the Wicked Dead (Sacred Oath)

The last ride of the wicked dead

Bruised and broken
This last ride is a token
Found life in death, gold in steel

A band of brothers
Against all others
Who have tried to hold us down

The last ride of the wicked dead

So sound our final battle cry
And raise the skull and cross high
They can’t take us alive
If we’re already dead

The last ride of the wicked dead

We were young
When we pledged to keep the faith
But the fife and drum
Are strangers now
And the world goes on without us
Without us
Without us