Ride away boy on a horse,
Ride away, he stands against the sun.
He is proud and he is strong
Ride away, a soldier of the wind.
Great lion's mane, curls on his check,
Wet with sweat that runs all down his back.

War machine, he's fighting for the right.
Computer driven man, sure that he battles towards the light.
Power is his aim, fire is his sword
Biting at the flesh, burns the bones without a word.