In a world where the fearful noises
distract us all from hearing our inner voices.
What is truth? And what is not?
Or are those tyrants trying to keep us scared and caged flocks?
Let this new road, new rise, new ride be unlocked.
Let’s walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
but let us never feel evil. But conquer it.
In the west they believe they’re the best,
but in the east we’re a completely different beast.
For each and every one of us are the makers of our destinies.
Born from the alliance of our ancestors,
our spirits are never broken but united in brotherhood.
Stand as one and you’ll be defeated.
But together as a pack we are unbreakable.
Unshakeable. Victorious we stand
Let us not go back in darkness but welcome this new roaring frontier.
Craftmanship is the spine of our identity
The engine for our immortality
For it is glory to craftsmanship
That endures the wrath of time.
Artisans vanish one by one. As is Nature's custom
But their inner beauty. Remains in their laboured art.
A masterful stroke of hand
Guided by divine power
This is where true art gives birth
and touches the communities around us.
A coalition between hand, heart and spirit
A jacket, a choice, higher than any holy grail.
The ride of life is a precious thing,
we never know when we’re going to lose it.
Live this life while you can rider,
because you never know which second is going to be your last.
I ride my stallion with honor and freedom
Gliding through concrete jungles and dangers
Before I start my engine. I know where I am going
I am one with my hog. Like a star we are united with power and speed.
To prove all those bastards wrong
To feel strong.
Keep riding your road
For we are born to be wild but live with integrity and compassion
For in a world where everyone wears a mask, it’s a privilege to see a soul
Ride always my brother