(as I can hear them:)      Groan of a coyote wakes up a man   a haggard shadow in this wasted land   vultures rise with the scorching sun   a dry wind blows in a silent town   some whiskey to clear his head   a song for the brothers who are dead   another day, another chase   Vigilantes will meet their fate    EEYAH!      Saddle your steed we are riding tonight   Be ready to kill, don't flee from a fight   Pillaging is in our blood   We bow to no one, and no one at all      [chorus:]   Stone Cold Metal In His Hand   Stirs wild rival of the righteous man   Life of an outlaw, the gallows await,   Until then they shall reign.      [verse]   No border is too sacred   To cross and to spill the cup of hatred   days to come are still veiled   take what's yours, no time to bewail   Waining daylight, time to move on   under a looming crescent moon   Another town again to raze   Surely someone will pass death's gate!      [bridge]   In the silence of the night   a treacherous lady of the evening   deceived the whereabouts of marauders   ten bounty hunters are heading to the highland   a dark red desert moon shimmers its moonlight   upon the baneful affair of honour   For a fleeting moment eye meets eye   silent respect before inevitable solution   dead or alive - it's all the same.      [solos]      [Chorus]