[Lyric] Outlaws (Fin (Metal))

The hammer which drove the spike
Was driven by a man through will
The same will lives in the hearts of us all
The glory which settles itself as a raven in the sky

As smoke from a train
Barreling through the air
Driving forth as an indestructible force
With valiant honor
Grasping the reins true
The sun glistens hard on these high plains

On higher plains we drift
With revolvers at our sides
As outlaws
We shall never hide
With furrowed brows
Bandanas mask the air
On higher plains we drift
Revolvers at our sides