Dark things wander free

Keepers of the mysteries

Darkest brethren, it falls on thee

To still the breath of your enemies

A thousand miles, a thousand seas

I cross them all eternally

A thousand eyes, a thousand dreams

I walk among them endlessly

On the wings of leather and rage

I will fly in the face of their hate

On the wings of leather and rage

I will take all the things that I crave

Rebel spirits call to thee

On this the dawn of your destiny

Rebel blood, strong and free

Will never bow to the heavenly

A thousand miles, a thousand seas

I cross them all eternally

A thousand eyes, a thousand dreams

I walk among them endlessly

On the wings of leather and rage

I will rise on the face of their hate

On the wings of leather and rage

I will take all the things that I crave