…blasting whiplash Eyes are filled with lust to kill Beware, he's crying out your name Now the time has come when the Iron tears the heart And the trumpets will ring loudly as the stars are painted with blood Blazing fire under the moon burning taste of lead We'll ride forever 'Coz the Iron is stronger than death…

…, until we see why its the same cover, all over the lifes, even you have such a work, where they must be a block, for any kind of fire of the irons, in your gates, were you play.…