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