Poison Ride The Wind

Hearts of fire
Streets of stone
Modern warriors
Saddle iron horses of chrome
Taste the wild
Lick the wind
Like something they never saw before
Their jaws dropping to the floor
Steel made of soul and sin
Rebels born without a care
And the day he listens
Only to fly where eagles dare
And the night she whispers
Chorus:
Ride the wind
Never coming back until i touch the midnight sun
Ride the wind
Never coming back again
Ride the wind
Never coming back until i touch the midnight sun
Painted flesh
Loyalty
Humble pride