I am John of the Cross
A murderous man
Roaming this land
I kill all I can

A killer for the love of killing
And blood shall fill this land
Built my throne
Out of death and bone
Swear to god no man shall stand

Riders yeah black riders
Everybody dies tonight

These are days of hate and crime
And the law is going blind
We live and die in sin
And the villains win yeah

Riders yeah black riders
Everybody dies tonight

I am John of the cross
Killer of man
Shot Jacobs wife
And burned up his land

A simple man, Jacob farmer
Till the day fate changed his life
He rode out that night with her blood on his mind
Swore to kill that goddamned man

These are days of hate and crime
And the law is going blind
We live and die in sin
To kill again

And he found him five days out
In the canyons of the sun
And he called the bastard out
And drew his gun

Never had a chance to move his head
Shot twice in the head
Killer fell straight to hell
Jacob shot the bastard dead

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