The dust in the eyes
The foam at the mouth
The minds are empty
We are chariots of flesh and teeth
The legs are hurting
The necks are sweating
Harrassed but relieved
We make the ground shake under our feet
We'll be running till the end
Chasing the sun, knowing no fear
We'll be running 'til the end
Chasing the sun, knowing no fear
The world opens up to us
This is our new glory
We feel our disgusting blood
Spreading up in our bodies
We're mad and without mercy
Do not try to stop us
Crazy little mustangs army
Even the gods are afraid of us
We'll be running till the end
Chasing the sun, knowing no fear
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