Time works on all the wild young men The ones who went for soldiers The ones who reached for fame The ones who swore they'd die for love No matter what
they see me coming They know I'm running wild I'm running wild You better believe it [Incomprehensible] I'm running wild Get outta my way I'm running wild I'm running wild
you the cardinal Crepe myrtle and the call With your chest you believe We're not fast enough to sleep Through the night a million miles We're both smashing windows Running wild
true I could even pretend That I'll fall in love again Running wild again Running wild again Running wild again Running wild again Running wild again, again Running wild
Running wild through my mind That I can?t sleep tonight And all the while while I can?t sleep tonight I can see you Running wild Running wild Running wild
I move amongst the night life And they just step aside 'cos when they see me coming They know I'm running wild I'm running wild Get gutta my way I'm running wild
wild, we're so afraid to try We're all alone and everyone is blind Running wild, yeah Running, running wild, running Running, running wild, running Running, running wild, running Running, running wild
gates He grew in a womb of a hell possessed whore Born to be a king to give the badness war Free and wild, Satan's child Adrian's taking the crown Destruction
(Rolf Kasparek) The gates of hell are opened wide The evil reigns with eternal night The end of time is breaking lose Light or dark, you're up to choose
June, the 18th, 1815, the Battle at Belle Alliance Marshy fields and pouring rain All the blood and the [Incomprehensible], oh Cannons fire, Cuirassiers
Silence In the steps of no-man's land Camp fire, the smell of prarie wind Men surround the blaze Drink booze recall the day Til a strangers voice rings
Ancient warriors, troops of hell Demon commands, parsons to fell Iron bound horses, twinkling gaze Marching to win, black laws to raise Satan's army,
A scarred and rakish sea dog, mysterious opacity Walks the grove, the phantom's home Cuts down firs where men would flee Wooden beams and mortal, the
The church bell of doom is tolling The angel of death is near The ghost with cowl and the sickle Spreading terror and fear He's taking your breath He
Like an hawk-eyed eagle, we're cruising on our raid Our dogged pride will never fade Born-free we're still sailing the seven stormy seas No-one will force
In the war of the roses, the tragedy source King Edward was bound to die Richard, the third, the new Lord protector Ruled with loyalty me lie A vigilant
Out in the world you can watch 'em struggling For a small piece of luck They won't die with a smile on their trace For possession they'd kill their mothers